Frank Franzen1
(October 26, 1908 - July 11, 1991)
Frank Franzen|b. Oct 26, 1908\nd. Jul 11, 1991|p4372.htm|Louis Franzen|||Mary Zeiser||p4385.htm|||||||||||||
Frank Franzen was born on Monday, October 26, 1908 in Sylvia Switch, Bernard, Jackson County, Iowa, son of Louis Franzen and Mary Zeiser.2
At age 25, Frank married Irene Geber on Monday, February 12, 1934 at Assumption Church, in Sylvia Switch, Bernard, Jackson County, Iowa. Irene was 19 years old.1
Frank was a farmer in Sylvia and in Independence, Iowa. He was a factory worker in Dupont, Indiana and Clinton, Iowa.2
Frank died on Thursday, July 11, 1991 at age 82.2
At age 25, Frank married Irene Geber on Monday, February 12, 1934 at Assumption Church, in Sylvia Switch, Bernard, Jackson County, Iowa. Irene was 19 years old.1
Frank was a farmer in Sylvia and in Independence, Iowa. He was a factory worker in Dupont, Indiana and Clinton, Iowa.2
Frank died on Thursday, July 11, 1991 at age 82.2
Children of Frank Franzen and Irene Geber
- Ronald Franzen2 (living)
- Joyce Franzen2 (living)
- Francis Leo Franzen2 b. 28 Jun 1944, d. 28 Jun 1944
- Baby Girl Franzen2 b. 28 Jun 1944, d. 28 Jun 1944
- Victor Franzen2 (living)

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