Mr. Frisbee was my first customer when I worked as a banker at the Chase branch on Long Pond/Latta Rd. I was a little nervous at first because I was learning but he made me feel very comfortable and told me I was doing a good job. He would come in to visit me and totally make my day.
Several years later, I met his son, Steve Frisbee, Jr. while working at BOCES. I immediately recognized the voice and noticed his mannerisms were exactly the same. I said, I feel like I know you. Are you related to Steve Frisbee?” He laughed and said, yes, that’s my dad, I’m also Steve Frisbee.” We’ve been friends ever since. Now I can say I’ve had the privilege to have known them both.
RIP Mr. Frisbee. You are a great man and will be dearly missed but I know we’ll see you again.
Sending prayers for peace, comfort, and understanding for the Frisbee Family in Jesus name. Love, Tanya Frank
