FRANK A. SANTOS AGE: 79 TOMS RIVER
Frank A. Santos, 79, of Toms River died Monday, Sept. 28, 2009. He was born in Lisbon, Portugal and resided in Kearny before moving to Toms River in 1973. He was a retired construction supervisor for P & A Construction, Colonia for many years. Frank was a Professional International Soccer Player playing for Portugal's Atletico Team. He came to the United States in the 1940's and played for the Portugese Sports Club of Newark. He also played for the American Soccer League, the Elizabeth German's and the Scotch American's, whom he went on to coach after retiring. After moving to Toms River he became the head coach for the Toms River Youth Soccer Team for 20 years. Coach Santos also coached Little League Baseball 30 years ago.
He is survived by his wife, Agnes; 4 sons, Frank, Jack, Anthony and his wife Nancy and David; a daughter and her husband, Mary Frances and Mike Vaughan; a brother, Joaquin and a sister, Maria Almeida and 17 grandchildren and 7 great grandchildren. Condolences can be sent to carmonabolenfh.com
May God bless the Santos family in this time of sorrow.
Frank used to have a saying, "It takes all kinds of people to make this world" He was so right. Whenever Frank was in my shop and there was a young person, he would always ask them how they were doing, he would tell them to do well in school and to be positive and if they were a soccer player...forget it...we would then listen to Frank talk soccer for the next 30 minutes. He loved soccer and was always telling the guys hanging around the shop stories about when he played as a pro. Most of the guys thought he was just rambling on, but I knew Frank...then one day he brought in some old photos of himself playing in Yankee Stadium 60 years ago. He was always proud that he used Allie Reynolds locker. He loved soccer but Frank's favorite hobby was collecting Topps baseball cards, so much that he knew most of the cards by the backs not only the fronts.
Well we just lost one of those people Frank used to say made the world ...and he was one of the good guys. For me, I lost a dear friend.