WHITE HOUSE BOY - FRANK MARX
IN MEMORY OF WHB FRANK MARX
REST IN PEACE
(Deceased August 17, 2010)
Please remember Peggy and Pastor Johnny Marx and their families in your prayers. Frank lost the battle with cancer, and has gone to be with the Lord.
READ ON FOR AN ARTICLE WRITTEN ABOUT FRANK
Late in life, White House Boy found his brotherhood
By Chris Anderson
Sunday, August 22, 2010 at 1:00 a.m.
On the front of the T-shirt was the dark silhouette of a one-armed man swinging a leather strap, the blows still excruciating a half-century later.
Behind the man was a small white house, where the reform school children were brought in the middle of the night, made to bite a dirty pillow, and beaten into unconsciousness as an old industrial fan droned over their screams and blood splashed onto the walls.
The shirt also said, "Torture Chamber" and "Florida's Shame."
Frank Marx, 67, died Tuesday at his Sarasota home proudly wearing that T-shirt.
He never overcame the beatings he took as a teenager in 1959 at the Florida School for Boys in Marianna, a small town in the Panhandle.
There was kindness at his core, but mostly he struggled with raging anger and experienced terrifying nightmares that would leave him in a fetal position, whimpering like a child.
And yet, in the final years of his life, Marx found unexpected love and support from the hundreds of men who had experienced the same horrors but hadn't spoken of them for decades.
They were called the White House Boys, and he was one of them, even on the day he died. Especially on the day he died.
"Finding the White House Boys two years ago was the best thing that ever happened to that man," said Marx's wife, Peggy.
"They're just united by this ... 'We survived.' "
On Saturday, about two dozen of the White House Boys came from as far away as Baltimore to pay their respects to Marx. The men filled a small Sarasota church, and spoke of his impact on their lives.
"Frank will always be with me and he will always be with the White House Boys," said Dick Colon, who then began crying and walked away.
From early in his childhood, it was clear that Marx's life would be rough. He was born in Sarasota, but the family moved to Montana for a short time. When he was 41/2, he heard some children playing down the street, so he opened the gate at his house to join them. His 11/2-year-old sister got out, fell into a drainage ditch and drowned.
Marx's mother kept the girl's clothes, and when she was drunk she would take them out, show them to Marx and say: "This is your fault. You murdered your sister."
At her funeral, according to an account Marx wrote for a White House Boys website, he was made to stand in front of her casket and stare at her.
"Better not move, boy," he remembered someone saying. That was a phrase he would hear again at reform school as leather cut through his flesh.
He shuffled between Sarasota and Fort Myers as a teenager. Then, one night in 1961, he and some boys were firing BB guns at each other from a shopping mall roof.
When the police came, Marx was the only one who got into trouble. He was sent to the Florida School for Boys in Marianna.
There, Marx would be sleeping when someone would grab him hard by the underwear and bring him to the place all the children feared but no one dared talk about: The White House.
Troy Tidwell, the school official who lost an arm in a shotgun accident at 6, was said to be one of the men who delivered the beatings to Marx. However, Tidwell, now 84, said in a deposition that he only gave "spankings" and usually no more than 10 to any boy.
Former students interviewed said the lashes from the 3-foot piece of leather sounded like the discharge of a 12-gauge shotgun -- Pop! Pop! Pop! -- and sometimes the leather was turned on its side, cutting into skin and spraying blood on the walls.
The first trip to the White House, Marx said, he counted 118 lashes before passing out.
The second trip? More than a hundred.
The third? Pop! Pop! Pop!
He wrote on a website that the men would take bets on when they would draw blood, make the boy move, or bring him to tears. If you spoke, they started over.
More than 300 former students filed a class-action lawsuit against the state for abuse suffered in the 1950s and 60s, but in February a Leon County judge dismissed the suit.
The Florida Department of Law Enforcement investigated the claims at Gov. Charlie Crist's request, but announced earlier this year it would not prosecute anyone.
Jerry Cooper, a White House Boy who said he got 138 of those ferocious lashes in 1961, is incensed.
"It's got to be the most ferocious case of child abuse in this country's history," Cooper said. "Who in the hell else would do this to a child?
"You just don't know what they did to us. You just don't have a clue."
LIVING WITH THE PAIN
The best time of Marx's life was a few years ago, when he and Peggy traveled the southeastern United States for seven months in a 37-foot motor home.
They sold fried alligator tails along the way, and he loved telling stories to the customers.
Like that one Halloween at Horse Creek when he was in his 20s and he draped seaweed all over a girl, making her look like a monster.
When cars approached he would throw the girl over the bridge. Of course no one knew she landed in the hay Frank put in the bed of a pickup truck down below. Too bad the police didn't think it was funny.
Marx met Peggy 36 years ago at the old Loft bar on Bee Ridge Road; Peggy worked there. By then, Marx was 31 and had already been married three times.
Two years later, at the Sarasota County courthouse, Peggy became No. 4. She also became an outlet for anger that she traces back to Marianna.
There was serious verbal and physical abuse. One time he hit her, knocked her over in a chair, sat on top of her and hit her again.
Another time they settled a dispute in their truck. She made him drive, afraid that if his hands weren't on the wheel he might strike her.
Marx was known to put the toothpaste cap on the floor by the toilet, and berate Peggy if she didn't find it fast enough. She dreaded 3 p.m., the time he would come home each day from his job as a stucco contractor.
He was tough on the kids. Peggy had four when they married. He had one. She used to pray for them not to come home with bad report cards, afraid of Marx's explosive reaction.
Their schooling was important to him because he couldn't read or write.
They were about five years into their marriage when he told her about the Florida School for Boys and the beatings he took.
It was a Sunday afternoon and they were sitting in bed, eating a salad tray and watching some prison movie.
He turned to her and said, "They do that to children right here in the state of Florida."
"Are you kidding me?" she said.
"No, I'm not kidding. They make you lay on this cot, they make you hold the rails, they stick your face in this dirty pillow and they beat you with a leather strap until they bust you open.
"They bet on you," he continued. "They bet on how many licks it would take before they could draw blood."
Now, Marx could tell a story and stretch the truth, but when she looked into his eyes this time, she knew he was serious.
"None of our kids will ever go there," he said to her. "I'll kill them first."
For decades he had nightmares and she would often find him curled up and whimpering.
Nightmares were common for many of the White House Boys. In fact, for a long time Peggy was a designated person the men could call in the middle of the night for comfort.
"I'd say 99.9 percent of the nightmares were of the one-arm man coming in with that hand of steel," she said.
Sitting in her living room just hours after Marx died, and making arrangements for his service, Peggy explained why she remained in such a tough marriage for 34 years.
"I stayed because of the whimpering little boy I knew inside, the child who cried at night," she said.
"I knew the child who couldn't sleep without waking up with this look of terror on his face."
The boys were standing in line at lunchtime one day, two by two, and next to Marx was a disabled boy without his crutches. The school had taken them away.
The boy began to lose his balance, so Marx reached over and steadied him.
That night in the dark Marx was pulled from his bed, taken to the White House and beaten unconscious. The reason? When he had helped the disabled boy at lunch he had broken form.
Few people spoke of the beatings for decades. In fact, Frank's younger brother, Johnny Marx, was also beaten at a reform school in Okeechobee around the same time, and the two never discussed it until two years ago.
That is also when the media began writing stories, websites were launched where the men could share their accounts, and a reunion was held in Brunswick, Ga.
Frank Marx was one of dozens who showed up, all with essentially the same stories, and when he scoured the crowd his eyes landed on one man in particular. He was sure this was the disabled boy he had helped all those decades ago.
"That's him," he said to Peggy.
He walked over and hugged the man, whom he hadn't seen in more than 40 years. Neither said a word to each other. But both began to cry. Then they walked out of the room holding hands. This, from a man so tough he used to pull his own teeth with pliers.
It wasn't until months later he learned that the man at the reunion wasn't the disabled boy he took a beating for that day after all. It was a guy he had never seen before in his life.
But that's how it was after all those years and all those awful memories. The White House Boys were an unbreakable family, even though the only thing many had in common was a leather strap and a fear of sleeping in the dark.
"He fell in love with all those guys," Peggy said. "It was like he had found his family. Because here's a room with 30 or 40 guys in it and they all know he's not lying."
Meeting the other White House Boys certainly changed him. He got softer, kinder. Last Christmas, for example, he stood in front of a Walmart and raised money to buy food for underprivileged youngsters.
When store staffers asked him to sign a permission form so he could stand there, he had to admit he couldn't write, which was humbling. But he didn't care. The children were more important than his pride.
For his fundraising efforts, Marx was named the 2009 Man of the Year by the White House Boys organization.
The last few years were easily the best in his marriage to Peggy, and he even went to each of his ex-wives and apologized for his past behavior.
And yet, even in his final days, there was one thing he couldn't do.
He couldn't forgive that strap-swinging one-armed man.
ALONE NO MORE
The original diagnosis was lung cancer. Marx went through 19 aggressive chemo treatments and 25 radiation treatments, and yet he only lost 6 pounds and kept his hair.
He was getting five phone calls a day from different White House Boys. Peggy was getting even more at night.
When he needed to call someone back he pulled out the White House Boys phone book Peggy had made for him. The phone numbers were next to pictures of the men instead of their names.
"Hey, man, you're a White House Boy," they'd say to him. "You're going to beat this thing."
And when he found out the tumors were in remission, he turned to Peggy and said: "The White House Boys pulled me through. My brothers pulled me through."
It was only in the last two weeks that he learned of the bone cancer that had spread through his body. He didn't have much time.
Still, he told Peggy not to sell the motor home because they had a White House Boys reunion go to in the fall.
In the final days, the things he said didn't make sense, but when a White House Boy called him something seemed to happen. "He'd get on the phone and talk to those guys and his voice would be strong and clear and alert," Peggy said.
The morning after Marx's death, Peggy received at least 75 calls from White House Boys, and some couldn't finish speaking. They just cried and hung up.
"It was just as important as my own brother passing," said Jerry Cooper, who lives in Cape Coral.
ONE FATE, ONE SHIRT
The end of Marx's life was as rough as its start, even though Peggy said, without a trace of hesitation, that being beaten in the White House was worse than having cancer.
His condition was deteriorating fast, and it was clear he would die without seeing any justice, at least from the state of Florida.
He was so cold that he would have to take a hot shower every hour.
When he came out, Peggy would offer him a dry, new shirt.
No, he didn't want one. He insisted on wearing his White House Boys T-shirt. He never wore T-shirts, but he wore this one for three straight days until he drew his last breath.
As his body was being removed from the house, a hospice worker offered to change his shirt, maybe put something on a little more dignified.
A little more dignified?
No, Peggy said, he was going to be cremated in that White House Boys T-shirt.
Then she added: "I think he's earned the right to take it with him."
John Bordnax, 66, one of the White House Boys, wears his shirt at a memorial service for Frank Marx on Saturday. The men, who share a painful past, have found one another in recent years. In Marx's final days, he refused to wear anything but his White House Boys shirt. STAFF PHOTO / THOMAS BENDER
BELOW ARE ALL THE POSTS ABOUT FRANK, FROM WHEN HE FIRST WAS DIAGNOSED, UNTIL HE PASSED. I thought this would be the best place to archive them from other places on the website.
A THANK YOU FROM PEGGY MARX:
Most of you know me, and for those of you who don't -- I am proud to tell you i am Mrs. Frank Marx, the wife of a White House Boy. I must tell you it has been a tough job to act as treasurer for the WHBz, but an honor to do it for my husband as well as all of you.
This has been a hard year for Frank and I. As most of you know, Frank lost his battle with cancer on Aug 17, 2010. But, I am compelled to tell you his last months were filled with calls and visits and prayers from his WHBz -- and they kept his spirits and hope alive for many month,s
My husband was always pround of his western heritage, and as most of you know, wore his western clothes and boots with pride all of his life--except his last 3 days. He refused to let me take his WHB shirt off -- He would shower and put it back on. He seemed to gain strenth and peace from it. He spoke of you, his brothers, often in his last days -- with a smile on his tortured face and made me promise not to give up the fight in his place -- a promise I will keep until I myself can join him.
After he passed the hospice nurse was getting him ready for them to take him away she ask me which one of his western shirts hanging in the closet did i want her to put on him. I said, "no, he will wear what he has on -- his whb shirt". She said, "are you sure? He has some beautiful shirts." I told her, "Believe me. He earned the right!"
He left our home in his WHBz shirt and hat and he was cremated with them on, so i know he wears them proudly on the other side.
My husband, like many of you, had a hard, complicated life, but gained so much peace from the WHBz . I cannot exspress enough how much you all meant to him. He was proud to call you brother. He told me he will be waiting for each of you when your turn comes. Oh that, I'm sure .
I will never be able to exspress my gatitude to each and every one of you who came to see him and called him. it meant more than I can say.
To Jerry Cooper: Jerry, I'm sorry he called you an ass, but you will never forget you gave him his last smile!
Babbs: you gave him all the love you had and he knew it
John and Mary Broadnax: He knew he could call you anytime for anything
as do i. Thank you, and thank you for standing in his stead as Sargeant at Arms
Dick: What can I say? He loved you with all his heart and so wanted to come to Baltimore -- he talked about that all of the time. He loved you from the moment he laid eyes on you in Brunswick. He said he felt like he had known you forever.
Nate: He gave you all his respect and love
Johnny: No matter what, he knew you would make sure God was waiting on him. Bless you for you truly were his brother for sitting in the bed with him for countless hours, even if you enjoyed getting even with him more than he did.
Mike: He talked about his last fishing trip for days. Thank you so much. He loved you. How many people would put their life on hold with a 30 min notice ? You and Brenda did just that. I will be forever grateful.
Don: What can i say? You know how special your friendship was to him. He so wanted to go on the road with you and sell deep fried aligator. Je loved you with all his heart.
Ben: He wanted you to know that without your encouragement, he would not have even tried to fight the cancer and he may not have lived those last few month,s
Tom and Lori: Thank you for just being you. We love you guys. He loved it when you came to the farm; it was his favorite place in the whole world and he loved to share it with people he loved. He always wanted to do a WHBz cook-out there.
Harley Jim Deneyke: Frank always admired your hair cut. When you came and spent the 4th of july night with him, he was so happy, and for you to ride at 6am in a rain storm to get to him brought tears to his eyes for he knew you loved him and he would have done the same for you. I'm sure he's keeping the presses hot in the back room waiting for you. Thank You My Friends.
Buddy and Marti: What can i say? A true friend is a true friend and the time you know one and other dosen't matter
To all of you: I have but one final message from Frank: He asked that you keep him in your heart, for as he said he was taking you with him in his never give up the fight for justice -- but most of all for the children
Mrs.Frank Marx - I am the wife of a WHB and proud of it!
IN LOVING MEMORY OF BROTHER FRANK MARX
News: (updated 8/25/10) -- There is a beautiful memorial tribute website for Frank that you can view by clicking HERE:
Besides our GUESTBOOK, please take a moment to offer your condolences to the Marx family by using their new Memorial Website as well.
Frank Marx went to be with his maker on Tuesday, August 17th. As many of you know by now, beloved White House Brother, Husband, Brother, Relative, and Friend, Frank Marx, passed away on Tuesday night.
I believe I can speak for all the WHBz when I say that Frank was loved by many and will be dearly missed . Frank thought of others before himself. This past year, due to the many charitable projects he founded on behalf of the White House Boys (taking no credit for himself), he was named "Man of the Year" at the May reunion. Frank especially liked to donate to charities helping education -- He wanted today's children to have better opportunities than he'd had in his youth.
A Memorial Celebration of Frank's Life was held on Sat., Aug 21st at 2pm at New Vision Life Church in Sarasota. Many White House Boys attended, to show sympathy and support to his wife, Peggy, and his brother, Pastor Johnny Marx, and their famililies.
If you could not attend, a sympathy card , email or personal note will mean a lot to Frank's family. Whether you knew it or not, the frienships he made with other White House boys were very important to Frank. When the end appeared imminent, Frank especially appreciated your prayers and visits. As his health failed, he would perk up when his family or a WHB called or visited. Your visits "made his day" and "lifted his spirits". Contact with family and WHBz gave him a reason to fight for his life, no matter how poorly he felt. Frank seldom, if ever, turned down a call from a member of his "White House" family.
Frank was a friend to all the White House Boys, and his infectious smile cheered many a brother or family member. Frank was a kind and gentle man and had a heart of gold - thinking of others before himself. It was more important to him for the Lord be glorified for his charitable deeds and the WHBs to be given the credit, rather than taking the credit himself.
Frank was cremated in his White House Boys Shirt, which he proudly wore, especially during the last week of his life. Reports tell me that NO ONE would have been able to take away his WHBs shirt, and his right to wear it. He will also be cremated in his hat, which many of you know as his "signature look".
We are collecting comments to memorialize Frank on the Guestbook, We printed up the ones we had in time for the Memorial Service and presented them to Peggy. However, it is still not too late to write something nice about Frank now on the Guestbook if you wish.
The bible refers to our body as a "tent" that's only purpose is to "house" our soul. It says (paraphrasing) that when a person goes to be with the Lord, they get a NEW body, which is incorruptable, and will not disease or decay! May you find comfort in the fact that Frank is no longer suffering and is "getting his new tent".
As Peggy stated, "I am suffering the loss of "the love of my life". May God comfort her and their family during this time of mourning, until they are reunited in Heaven one day. In the meantime, your calls, cards, and notes may comfort her. As per Frank's wishes, in lieu of flowers he wanted donations to be made in his memory to the Official White House Boys Organization. If you wish to donate, please send to Peggy Marx, Treasurer of The Official White House Boys. Please make checks as follows: "Peggy Marx, IFT WHBs" . You might want to note in the memo space that your donation is "in Memory of Frank".
The following is Peggy's address at the "temporary" home she rented so they could be together when times got more difficult.
Frank and Peggy Marx
2018 Kai Dr.
Photo is from Michael Tucker's Facebook. What a beautiful picture of Frank.
The GUESTBOOK is an excellent forum for memories, poems,and photos of Frank as well as messages of sympathy and encouragement for Peggy, Pastor Johnny Marx and their families. If you have photos of Frank or concolensces for the family, you can either post them on the Guestbook or email them directly to: email@example.com and we'll post them for you.
REST IN PEACE, FRANK -- OUR WHITE HOUSE BROTHER
PAST POSTS REGARDING FRANK:
Update: August 16, 2010
Peggy reports that if anyone wants to visit Frank, they should come sooner rather than later. Frank's condition seems to be going steadily downhill, and although your prayers & cards are very much appreciated, a phone call or visit is even better. Each time Frank has a phone call or visitor, it lifts his spirits even more. After the visit or call, he continues to talk about how happy it made him. If you can't visit, PLEASE at least give him a call. Hearing from the WHBz seems to be the one thing that cheers him up, besides hearing from his family. I urge you to take a few minutes and at least give him a call if you can't make the trip to visit him. Peggy is at his side, and doing everything she can to make him as comfortable as possible. She asks for your prayers for peace and comfort for Frank, as the end (short of a miracle) is near. We must remember that God is sovereign, but He also teaches us to pray for the sick, and for each other.
Here is Peggy's contact info once again:
2018 Kai Dr
PAST POSTS REGARDING FRANK'S CONDITION AS IT PROGRESSED:
News regarding Frank's condition changes quite quickly, so here are the last 3 reports I've received with the most recent one first.
8/10/10 - Advised that Frank has decided NOT to have Hospice come in, but wants to rely on the power of prayers from WHBz, Family & Friends. If you can get over to see Frank and spend some time with him, please call Peggy or Frank at the number in Peggy's note below. Also, please don't forget to drop a card, a note, or give him a phone call if you can't make it to see him. Above all, please keep him in your prayers!
8/9/10 - Advised that Hospice was being called in to help Frank at their home.
8/7/10 - Received this from Peggy:
Some of you have recently visited Frank so you are aware of his condition for the rest of you I hate to tell you this but he is in very bad shape . I don't know where we are going from here but at this point the cancer is winning I do not understand unless,there is some cancer somewhere we don't know about But he is down to 151# and has no interest in food tv or any other thing at this point we see the cancer doc Monday but for all intent and purpose I think he has given up please call him when you can
Update: August 16, 2010
Peggy reports that if anyone wants to visit Frank, they should come sooner rather than later. Frank's condition seems to be going steadily downhill, and although your prayers & cards are very much appreciated, a phone call or visit is even better. Each time Frank has a phone call or visitor, it lifts his spirits even more. After the visit or call, he continues to talk about how happy it made him. If you can't visit, PLEASE at least give him a call. Hearing from the WHBz seems to be the one thing that cheers him up, besides hearing from his family. I urge you to take a few minutes and at least give him a call if you can't make the trip to visit him. Peggy is at his side, and doing everything she can to make him as comfortable as possible. She asks for your prayers for peace and comfort for Frank, as the end (short of a miracle) is near. We must remember that God is sovereign, but He also teaches us to pray for the sick, and for each other. Here is their contact info once again:941-356-2517News regarding Frank's condition changes quite quickly, so here are the last 3 reports I've received with the most recent one first. 8/10/10 - Advised that Frank has decided NOT to have Hospice come in, but wants to rely on the power of prayers from WHBz, Family & Friends. If you can get over to see Frank and spend some time with him, please call Peggy or Frank at the number in Peggy's note below. Also, please don't forget to drop a card, a note, or give him a phone call if you can't make it to see him. Above all, please keep him in your prayers! 8/9/10 - Advised that Hospice was being called in to help Frank at their home.8/7/10 - Received this from Peggy:
UPDATE ON FRANK MARX- Frank needs your cards, emails, calls (941-356-2517) and visits now more than ever! Please call first to coordinate your visit with them.
Frank and Peggy Marx
2018 Kai Dr
Peggy reports that Frank is home but not doing well. Please do NOT delay visiting or calling him. It will also be warm and wonderful for him to receive get well cards from you. He is home alone a lot as Peggy has to works two jobs now to make ends meet, so if you can visit him, please call to set up a time since he really likes to have company. Peggy reports that right now the future doesn't look very bright, but we all know the Lord knows their needs, and has a plan for Frank and Peggy both. They appreciate your prayers. Please share with other WHBz and families today!!
Update: August 16, 2010 Peggy reports that if anyone wants to visit Frank, they should come sooner rather than later. Frank's condition seems to be going steadily downhill, and although your prayers & cards are very much appreciated, a phone call or visit is even better. Each time Frank has a phone call or visitor, it lifts his spirits even more. After the visit or call, he continues to talk about how happy it made him. If you can't visit, PLEASE at least give him a call. Hearing from the WHBz seems to be the one thing that cheers him up, besides hearing from his family. I urge you to take a few minutes and at least give him a call if you can't make the trip to visit him. Peggy is at his side, and doing everything she can to make him as comfortable as possible. She asks for your prayers for peace and comfort for Frank, as the end (short of a miracle) is near. We must remember that God is sovereign, but He also teaches us to pray for the sick, and for each other. Here is their contact info once again:941-356-2517.
News regarding Frank's condition changes quite quickly, so here are the last 3 reports I've received with the most recent one first. 8/10/10 - Advised that Frank has decided NOT to have Hospice come in, but wants to rely on the power of prayers from WHBz, Family & Friends. If you can get over to see Frank and spend some time with him, please call Peggy or Frank at the number in Peggy's note below. Also, please don't forget to drop a card, a note, or give him a phone call if you can't make it to see him. Above all, please keep him in your prayers! 8/9/10 - Advised that Hospice was being called in to help Frank at their home.8/7/10 - Received this from Peggy:
Please continue to remember our dear Brother, Frank Marx, and wife Peggy in your prayers each day and PLEASE give him a call - although he is tired a LOT, he still LOVES to hear from you! Here is the original announcement (See also a message from Frank to all WHBz below): As most of you know, Frank has been diagnosed with cancer, and the doctors are painting a grave picture. He is not doing well right now, but we know that our Lord & Savior is a Mighty God, and if it be his will, he can keep Frank around for many more years to come, so Frank can continue doing good deeds on behalf of the White House Boys, as he has been doing for a long time now. May God watch over him, his family, and his doctors as they care for him. May Frank endure the chemo with minimal side effects. May the Lord give him the strength to attend and enjoy the fellowship of his brothers at the April reunion. May the family have the resources they need to give Frank the best care possible. May his spirits be uplifted by phone calls, cards and prayers from all his White House Brothers. Let Frank and Peggy know you love them, and support them with your prayers, cards, letters and phone calls.
Update: 6/6/10 - FRANK MARX - Frank is recouperating at home from a very unpleasant trip to the hospital. He and Peggy appreciate your prayers and notes. You can leave a note on our Guestbook, or email them directly. If you use Facebook, Peggy is on there as well.
Message from FRANK MARX.
TO ALL WHITE HOUSE BOYS > > AS ALL OF YOU KNOW I HAVE NOT CHOSE ONE SITE OVER ANOTHER ONE GROUP OVER ANOTHER>> WE ARE ALL! WHITE HOUSE BOYS > BROUGHT TOGETHER FROM THE JAW`S OF HELL > > WE SURVIVED THE WORST NIGHTMARES A CHILD CAN SUFFER AND CAME OUT ALIVE > WE CAN NEVER HAVE ENOUGH FAMILY OR FRIENDS AND LIFE IS AS ALWAYS TOO SHORT > > MY FEELINGS ARE WE CAN NEVER HAVE TOO MANY SITES TOO MUCH EXPOSURE, TOO MANY PLACES FOR PEOPLE TO GO AND SEE OUR STORIES. THIS SHOULD IN NO WAY DIVIDE US FROM BEING BROTHERS > > I WANT YOU TO KNOW THE LINES OF COMMUNICATION ARE ALWAYS OPEN TO ME > CALL ME ANYTIME FOR ANY REASON I WANT TO TALK TO ALL MY BROTHERS`S AND LET THEM KNOW THEY ARE WELCOME TO CALL ME ANY TIME MY NUMBER FOR THOSE WHO DON`T HAVE IT IS > 941-356-2517 >PLEASE CALL ME AT YOU LEISURE > > I TRY TO FOLLOW ALL OF THE SITES WITH PEGGYS HELP THAT I CAN AND WILL CONTINUE AS LONG AS I CAN. HOPE TO HEAR FROM YOU SOON > > > > > > FRANK MARX