Frank Howard Card was born to Catherine Cheers and Frank Card on December 28, 1944 in Philadelphia, PA. He leaves to mourn his loss his spouse and soulmate, Charlotte, two stepsons, two daughters-in-law, two in-laws, and four granddaughters. Frank also leaves to mourn his loss thousands of world-wide friends, coworkers and former teammates.
The memorial service will be held at Cavanagh’s Funeral Home. The service will be held on Saturday, May 1, 2021 at 11:00 a.m. The funeral home will provide a link for those who wish to attend virtually below. In lieu of ﬂowers, donations can be made to the Dropping Dimes Foundation; a foundation created to assist former ABA basketball players and their families.
Frank graduated from West Philadelphia High School and earned a scholarship to South Carolina State University. His passion in life at that time was to play basketball, which he did very, very well. He honed his skills on the playgrounds of his West Philly neighborhood. He played for the Baker League, where he became known for his jumping ability and earned the name he will always be remembered by “Watusi”. He was selected by the 76ers in the 7th round of the 1967 NBA draft. He played for the Minnesota Pipers, Washington Caps, Virginia Squires, Carolina Cougars and Denver Rockets. He also played pro ball in Europe for several years. He served in the Army from April, 1965 to April, 1968.
Frank also had another passion–socializing and making friends. His personality lit up every room he walked into. His infectious smile, energy and sense of humor was as big as he was. At 6’7” Frank dwarfed nearly everyone he met. He mentored his younger male coworkers and took them under his wing. He was the man-to-be. They called him “Mr. Frank”. He showed respect to everyone he met. Frank never passed a person on the street without looking them in the eye and issuing a greeting. Frank said one of the most important jobs he ever had was being a positive role model and father to his two step sons. When he talked about them it was always with a big grin, high praise, pride and plenty of pictures. He loved them dearly.
While Frank never won the title of GOAT for basketball, he was the GOAT for every non-star, average Joe, nurse, doctor, technician, maintenance worker and SEPTA passenger that ever met him. “Mr. Frank” was the man.
The husband, best friend, father and Pop-Pop he was will be greatly missed. The memory of the great man that he was will forever live in our hearts.
Sincerely, The Family