It is with the greatest sorrow that we announce the sudden passing of our beloved father, brother, Grandfather, Great Grandfather, Uncle, Friend & Hero Franklyn Leroy Gibbs Jr. Dad was predeceased by his mother Florence (nee: Gaspie) sisters Sam and Cindy brother Tim Gibbs and Grandparents William & Elizabeth Right .He leaves mourning his sudden passing: his beloved daughter, his “Princess” Crystal, his sisters Bonnie, Betty-Jo (David) & Jodylyn (Richie), his brother Tommy his grandchildren Delayne (Riley), Daryl (Kate), Hope (Kirby), his great grandchildren Kayden, Asher, Ava & Colten, his Nieces Jaime (Jim), Samantha (Kyle), Kelly, Nephews: Dustin, Mathew & Josh Great Nieces: Alexis, Kylie & Sophia & Great Nephews: Connor & Logan. Also mourning his passing is his “Stepdaughter” Shanna (Martin) and her daughters Destiny (Nick), Tyanna and her sons (the 2 boys to carry on the Gibbs Name) Jaydon & Tyson. Dad joined the Marine Corps 6 days after his 18th birthday on Feb 26, 1963, dad was shipped off to Hawaii for basic training. After 4 tours of duty in Vietnam, this VERY proud Lance Corporal E3, Rifle Expert, Gunny, on May 31, 1969 received an Honorable Discharge. We all know dad’s greatest passion were the plethora of Harley Davidson’s he used to ride from his “Fat Boy” with the ape hangers to his Electraglide, right down to his Harley Davidson Trike he sold just last month. From 1969 – 1975 Dad travelled with the Royal American Shows working the game joints for his stepfather Larry Swanson. This is where my dad met and subsequently married my mother Mickey. She gave birth to his only child, me, his “Princess” Crystal Lynn Gibbs. According to my aunt’s Bonnie and Jody, Sandra & Noel, from the day I was conceived I have always been the apple of his eye. Unfortunately the marriage ended in Divorce but Dad and my mom reconciled their differences in 2006 after I was in a horrific accident that had me on life support fighting for my life. My Aunt Noel kept whispering in my ear that my daddy was coming. I woke up the next day to see him holding my hand so tight and lending me his strength. Since then our bond as father/daughter only grew soooooo much stronger. Dad loved woodworking and had an amazing artistic talent from drawing, to painting and it really flourished when he spent many years with his spot at the Big Top Flea Market in Florida, where he would create beautiful wood signs with routed out lettering and paintings while people shopped the flea market or waited. Dad also worked construction (he worked on the original Children’s Hospital in Winnipeg, Manitoba) as well as drove Semi tractor trailers for various Companies.
Dad was also VERY close to his family, he loved each one soooooo very much and would protect them firecely, and would help them out as best he could. Beba raised her children knowing that family always comes first and to help each other. My daddy was a true southern gentleman and my hero. That will never change! On July 14th, 1999 Dad met Carol Jordan. She was instrumental in getting my daddy cleaned up (from alcohol) and working with the VA and during the course of their relationship he helped Carol get her debts/credit cleaned up. Unfortunately in March, 2020 their relationship ended as they just found themselves with different needs. After spending 16+ years in North Carolina with Carol and her family (from her previous marriage) : Son David, daughter Jessica, grandchildren: Kaelynn, Amanda, Rebecca, grandsons: Austin & Tyler and great grandaughter: Aviana; dad felt the need to be back near his family. So in 2018 they returned to Florida. In March of 2020 Carol felt the need to be back with her family and dad felt he needed to be in Florida with his family so they parted ways. My father will always be my hero. To those mourning my daddy I grieve with you and for you. If you knew my daddy you knew what a magnanimous, larger than life, true badass with the biggest, kindest most loving heart he had. Dad’s body has already been cremated and his ashes are on their journey north to me. Once all the gathering bans and travel bans are lifted Dad and I will make our way south where we will have a private service and a public Celebration of life at a date TBD. In lieu of Flowers donations can be made to the VA in my father’s name. Or to me to help with costs for my father’s funeral services.