Frank
Frank H. DuBose was born March 10, 1905, in Tuskegee, Alabama and died January 29, 2006, after a brief illness. He grew up in Macon, Georgia and played basketball at Auburn University where he was an All-Southern center. In 1986 he was inducted into the Basketball Hall of Honor at Auburn and this year was honored again as Auburn celebrates its 100th year of basketball. In November, the Auburn Athletic Department made a video of him recounting games and life at the college in the twenties. Frank DuBose was a high school teacher and coach until called to duty in the US Army in April, 1941. He served in the US and Korea, leaving active duty in 1948, as a Lt Colonel. He resumed his teaching career in the South Bay in the Industrial Arts Departments of Redondo Union High and Mira Costa and helped open Aviation High. He retired in 1970. He has been an active member of the First United Methodist Church in Redondo for 57 years. Frank DuBose married his college sweetheart, Caroline Drake, and they celebrated 72 years of marriage before her death in 1998. A bench on the Strand in Manhattan Beach at 17th Street celebrates their 70th wedding anniversary. He is survived by two daughters, Frances Johnson and Polly Pitsker, and a son, Frank H. DuBose, Jr. and was preceded in death by a son, Edwin (Chip) DuBose. There are ten grandchildren and ten great grandchildren, who with spouses and other family and friends all gathered last March for a gala 100th birthday party to celebrate this wonderful man who touched so many lives in his 100 years. Friends are invited to a memorial service to be held March 12, 2006 at 3pm at the First United Methodist Church, 243 South Broadway, Redondo Beach, CA 90277. In lieu of flowers, the family asks donations be made to The First United Methodist Church of Redondo Beach at the address above.

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  1. I was sorry to hear about your father, Frank. I grew up in Manhattan Beach and knew your brother, Chip. In fact, he was the first boy I ever kissed so he will always be special to me. I was sorry to hear he is gone. Can you tell me a litte about his life? I hope he had as fulfilling a life as your father’s. God bless you, Denice Sinclair Buckland

  2. Our father, Fred Eckert, shared many fond memories and breakfasts with his good friend, Frank. We extend our prayers and sympathy to the entire DuBose Family.

  3. The “Colonel” was a huge influence in my life. I studied Drafting and Technical Illustration under him, at Aviation High, and became his lab assistant during my senior year, 1967. He once told the class: “They will always need someone to draw the pictures”. That statement lead to a 35 year career as a technical Illustrator & graphic artist. Thank you, Frank. You will not be forgotten.

  4. Through all my high school years there were few teachers that I really connected with; Colonel Frank DuBose was one of them. I took classes in mechanical drawing all 4 years and in our senior year, Steve Clark and I were his TAs. Colonel DuBose taught me a lot of life lessons with his great wit, his thoughtful perspectives and, of course, his paddle. I look back now on a 35 year career in landscape architecture and design and I always remember the man who steered me in the right direction. Thank you Colonel DuBose,I will always remember you fondly.

  5. I remember Mr. DuBose from my high school days at Mira Costa and before. He was caring fellow, who always had time for the boys. I go back even farther then that. I lived down the street from the DuBose’s (on the corner of 17th & Highland) and use to play with his son Frank Jr. This was in 1950-1952. As Frank Jr. was several years older then me I lost contact with him. The last I knew he was off to college at Auburn University. Those were great days playing on the beach and on that great sand hill at the top of 17th St. The ping pong in the great room on top of the garage wasn’t bad either. Then those days that Frank Jr would cutout wooden numbers and letters to make address, and don’t forget those Tick-a-treat nights on Holloween. Frank Jr. always said how strict his father was. It sounds that Mr. Dubose lived a good long life, and it definely needs to be celebrated. Hip Hip Huray for FRANK. PS: I love to hear from you Frank Jr.

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