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Frances S. Campanaro

Dec. 11, 1950 – Jan. 29, 2020

Frances S. (Fran) (Meme) Campanaro, 69, passed peacefully into her Father’s arms, Wednesday, Jan. 29, 2020, with the sunshine on her pillow at UPMC Altoona.

She was born in Altoona, 2nd daughter of the late Louis and Antonetta (D’Uva) Campanaro-Calabrese.

Her father Louis, preceded her in death when she was only 3.

Lovingly, prayerfully, she was raised by her mother, Antonetta (Tootsie) Campanaro until Salvatore Calabrese joined our family becoming her step-father in 1963, speaking broken English. He became her side kick and best buddy. He taught her how to tell time, do things around the house, yard, car, garden, drive, and even found interest in the art of cutting hair as a “Barber.”

She taught him how to read a little, sign his name, and took care of his needs and health until his death in 1971.

Alone again, Frances and her mother, Antonetta, were two peas in a pod. Tootsie taught her how to cook, bake old-world, Italian dishes, and gave her lessons on unselfish devotion to others, family, friends or foe. Simple elegances, style, and fashionable simplicity were a must. Strong faith and devotion to our Catholic faith was passed on quietly by internal and outward actions, especially, for Our Blessed Mother.

Devoted to her mother, Frances was at her side until Tootsie’s death in 2001.

Surviving Frances are her older sister, Anita, and beloved nephew, Louis, (Baba); special cousins: Valerie (Bruce) Ackerman and Anthony Panagoplos; and special friend, Patsy Caporuscio.

Frances was a 1968 graduate of Altoona Area High School. She became a cosmetologist, graduating from Altoona Beauty School in 1969. She renewed her first Cosmetology license Dec. 1, 1969 and worked with Guido Scacco at his salon, until she became proprietor of her own salon. Upon passing all requirements and inspections, she received her 1st operator’s license issued on Nov. 9, 1977 and Francie’s Styling Salon was born.

Frances loved her vocation and her “God given” ability that permitted her to work “miracles” with her talent for her clients.

Her people/clients were family to her. Some were generational, sparring three generations. From cradle to grave, Fran touched their lives. From their appearance, family, health, faith, desires, hopes, dreams, joys, heartaches, trials, tribulations; whether personal, family or business, were all part of the conversation and ways in which she was of use to benefit, aid, assist “her” people. “She was my Rock,” “My mentor” as some have said to me...for everyone.

Above all, Fran LOVED her people. She was not blessed to have had children, yet she herself had many associations that would, could, and should match the devotion she had for the clients she served. “She loved them like my son,” or “daughter,” people would say.

Frances enjoyed cooking, giving, and a vocation of being of service to others. Love for her furry friends, above all her Beagle, Oreo, faithful companion of many years, and sorely missed.

Later in life she became passionate about our country’s conservative politics and prayed for our USA.

Leading a prayerful, devoted life as a Catholic, she had a deep devotion to St. Anthony, St. Francis, and St. Jude. A life-long member of Our Lady of Mount Carmel Church; trusting that all crosses were a blessing.

Friends were received from 2-4pm and 6-8pm, Sunday, Feb. 2, 2020 at the Santella Funeral Home, where vigil for the deceased was held. A funeral Mass was held at 10:30am, Monday, Feb. 3, 2020 at Our Lady of Mount Carmel Church. Committal at Calvary Cemetery.

In memory of Frances, donations may be made to the American Cancer Society, P.O. Box 22478, Oklahoma City, OK 73123.

We question WHY… when bad things happen or don’t seem possible. Mom used to say, “What are you going to do Fran? Tell God he’s wrong...” This provides some comfort to me now at this time of profound sorrow...the loss of my sister, Fran.

“Your memory is my Keepsake,

with which we’ll never part.
God has you in His keeping,
I have you in my heart.”
             Bonnie Dodd, Family-friend poems