Richard A. Franklin

Hilton: November 3, 1946 – July 3, 2026. Predeceased by his parents, Joseph and Elsie Franklin; brothers, Lawrence and Joseph (Mary) Franklin. Survived by his loving wife of 55 years, Winnie A. Franklin; his children, Heather Roberts, Ami (Alan) Morris, Mathew Franklin, Noah Franklin and Ian Franklin; grandchildren, Rachael, Sean, David, Alivia, Annaleesa; many dear family and friends.

Papa, you are, and always will be, my best friend. You were my biggest inspiration, my greatest supporter, my father figure, and my grandpa all in one. From the day I was born, you never let me out of your sight. I was your first granddaughter, and everyone knew I was your favorite. Grandma always joked that I was wrapped around your finger—she would tell me no, and you would always tell me yes. 

Wherever Papa was, Livi was right beside him. Thank you for giving me a childhood full of unconditional love, laughter, and memories I’ll cherish forever. The woman I am today is because I had you believing in me every step of the way. Hearing you tell me, “Livi, I am so proud of you,” meant more than you’ll ever know.

I’ll never forget the pride on your face when I told you I was joining the military or the smile you had when I surprised you for your birthday. Every letter from boot camp, every phone call, and every memory we shared will forever be some of my greatest treasures.

The song with these pictures was our song. I still remember being a little girl, going to the Big M for our morning newspaper and doughnuts, when it came on the radio. You looked at me, smiled, and sang, “You and me, baby, we’re stuck like glue.” From that day on, it was ours—and no matter what, we’ll always be stuck like glue.

My heart is shattered, but I find comfort knowing you’re no longer in pain. After everything you overcame in life, I know God called you home because your work here was complete. Thank you for giving me the greatest gift of all—being your granddaughter.

I promise I’ll keep making you proud. Even though I can’t call you anymore, I’ll hold onto every voicemail, every picture, every laugh, and every lesson you left behind.

The life you built, the family you raised, and the legacy you leave behind are a reflection of the incredible man you were. The Franklin legacy will live on forever.

I love you more than words could ever express, Papa. Thank you for loving me so completely. Until we meet again my guardian..

Chow, Baba. 

Tribute composed by his granddaughter, Alivia Franklin.