Uncle Frank was a valued friend of mine for nearly a dozen years. He lived in The Fort Grand Hotel, 4070 W. Fort Street in Detroit just west of Hubbard. That is about eight blocks west of the Ambassador Bridge, as I recall. He lived in the same room since 1920. I lived nearby in an apartment on the corner of Fort Street and Hubbard.
I did not meet Uncle Frank until a mutual friend, Don Reese, asked me to drive Frank to a Bible study Uncle Frank was conducting at a home several miles away near Chandler Park, not far from Chadsey High School. Usually Don drove Frank there. Don was surprised I had not yet met Frank, for I had been living in the apartment on Hubbard for several years practically next door. It turns out that Frank’s Bible study was being held in the home of one of my own current high school Sunday school class pupils who attended Chadsey. Uncle Frank was good with children and young people. Once I got to know him, I gave him as many opportunities to teach my high school Sunday school class as I could so that they could benefit from someone who knew much more about the Bible than I did.
Uncle Frank was 75 when I met him about 1964, and I knew him until he went home to be with the Lord in 1975. I was the last person, so far as I know, to have seen him alive. Frank told me he was going home to be with the Lord that very night. Frank needed my help to get into bed. He told me he was looking forward with great delight and anticipation to waking up in the presence of his Lord and Savior before morning.
During those years that I knew him I learned much about the Bible and Bible doctrine I had not learned before. The first thing Frank challenged me with was the subject of the mode of Christian baptism. I told him I was always taught that immersion was the correct mode. Frank asked me if I was willing to read a book about the subject. I said I was. Frank loaned me his copy of G. W. Hughey’s work, The Scriptural Mode of Christian Baptism (Kansas City: Hudson Press, 1907). That book opened my eyes to a whole new understanding of what the Bible actually teaches on that very limited issue. Though Uncle Frank was merely a retired factory worker, retired from Kelvinator, he made the Bible his lifetime study. He specialized in the types of Scripture, especially as they depict the work of Christ for us. Frank had a professionally carved model of the Tabernacle, a subject he was expert in.
The world is 6016 years old today, October 23, 2012, according to Archbishop Ussher’s chronology. I share its birthday, though not so long ago. But I have now caught up to the age Uncle Frank Burrell was when I first met him. I have not yet caught up to his knowledge of the Bible, but like he was while I knew him, I’m still working on that every day.
Edited to add (10/25/12):
I just came across the “In Remembrance” folder from Uncle Frank’s funeral, held Wednesday, February 12, 1975 at the Don Graham Funeral Home in southwest Detroit. Frank Burrell was born January 10, 1886. He passed away February 9, 1975. Clergyman officiating: Rev. David R. Dresser (of the Ward Memorial Prebyterian Church, if I recall correctly) and Rev. Paul Whaley, Uncle Frank’s good friend, teacher at the Detroit Bible College. Interment: Michigan Memorial Cemetery.
I’ve always wondered about the dates given in that folder. Uncle Frank told me when I met him that he was 75; when he passed away it figured to be that he was 86. But if he was born in 1886, then in 1975 he would have been 89, if my arithmetic is right. In any case, he was a blessing to all who met him, and his impact continues even today.