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Frank Harrison McLean, Jr.

November 26th, 2013

Frank Harrison McLean, Jr., age 88, a long-time resident of Wilmington, passed away on November 24, 2013 after a long illness at the Merrimack Valley Hospice House in Haverhill.

Frank was born on September 30, 1925 in Everett, MA.  He was the son of the late Frank H. McLean and Alice (Toothaker) McLean.

Frank enlisted in the United States Army in 1943.  He served his country during World War II in France and Italy as a tank mechanic.  After three years of faithful service, Frank was honorably discharged from the Army on May 11, 1946.

Following the war, Frank worked for the General Services Administration for more than 30 years as a quality control inspector throughout the New England region.

Frank and his family moved to Wilmington, MA, where he became involved in local civic organizations.  He served as a long time member of the Wilmington Housing Authority and served as a Past Master Mason of the Friendship Lodge in Wilmington.  Frank was elected and served on the Founding Committee for the Shawsheen Regional Vocational Technical High School from 1967-1985.  Through the Committee’s hard work and dedication, Shawsheen Tech was developed.

Frank was a dedicated member of the Wilmington United Methodist Church.  He served as an usher during Sunday services and taught Sunday School and belonged to the Mens Club and Couples Club at the church.  Throughout his life, Frank’s religion was important to him and he kept strong beliefs.

In his spare time, Frank had many hobbies.  He loved to escape to the family’s summer home on Foster’s Pond in Andover, where he found tranquility by casting his fly fishing rod late into the evening.  Frank also loved to repair and refurbish antique clocks.  Frank became quite respected within the antique community for his talent and his keen ability to repair most clocks.  In fact, he became a Seth Thomas repair expert.  Frank was a very talented woodworker and spent countless hours creating beautiful boxes, clocks and other gems.  On the weekends, Frank and his wife, Nancy, could be found traveling to antique auctions and clock shows from Maine to Texas.

Frank was the beloved husband of Nancy A. (Larange) of Wilmington, devoted father of Frances H. Donovan & her husband Mark Roche of San Diego, CA, Janice Moegelin & her husband Charles of North Andover, Frank H. McLean of Methuen, Brian McLean & his wife Susan of Salem, NH, and he was very special to Linda Hulteen & her husband Kurt of Alaska and Michael Kinney & his late wife Robin of Merrimack, NH, loving “Grampy” of Jennifer Donovan, Ryan Donovan, Karla Lockwood, Kristina Moegelin, Meghan McLean, Breanna Farrell, Eric McLean, Matthew Moegelin, Joseph Moegelin, Kyra McLean, Patrick Kinney and Christopher Kinney, and great–Grampy of Bruin Donovan, Ruby Donovan and Lola Donovan, cherished son of the late Frank H. and Alice H. (Toothaker) McLean, dear brother of Ralph McLean of Maine and the late Kenneth and Harold McLean.

Family and friends will gather at the Nichols Funeral Home, Inc., 187 Middlesex Ave., (Rte. 62), Wilmington, on Saturday, November 30th for Visiting Hours from 10:00-12:00 p.m. Immediately followed by a Funeral Service at 12:00 p.m.  Interment will follow at Wildwood Cemetery.

Memorial donations in Frank’s name may be made to the Wilmington United Methodist Church, 87 Church Street, Wilmington, MA  01887.

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5 Entries in Guest Book for “Frank Harrison McLean, Jr.”

  1. Fran McLean Donovan says:

    Dad, you’ve left behind a bit of yourself in each of us children; your work ethic, your determination, your curiosity of how things work, your sense of humor and yes, even your loud booming voice.
    It’s hard to find the words to express my sorrow and my admiration for your brave and hard-fought battle with lung disease. Every time I’d call to check on you, there was never a complaint, you’d always say the same thing, “I’m FANTastic”, when we both knew you were not.

    You were always the strongest, the smartest and the most brave man I knew. You were not afraid of anything. I remember asking you to tell me about how you could be so brave and fight in ‘the war’ but you never did. I remember when we were both in college together at Northeastern University, me during the day and you at night studying quantitative analysis after working all day.

    I remember fondly the days when you and I would water-ski around Foster’s Pond, each of us competitively trying to go faster than the other. And then you taught me to drive the speedboat and the tractor when we both knew I was way too young to be behind the wheel.

    You could fix anything that was broken and we all thought you were simply the smartest father on earth.

    So many fond memories of you and Mom being the chaperones for my Wilmington High School dances and I was so proud that ‘my dad’ could do the Twist.

    I’m grateful that you are now in a place where you can breathe freely, run up and down flights of stairs and work in your “Laboratory” for as long as you please. I’m sure you are fixing Saint Peter’s clock right now, so could you put in a good word for me please?

    Rest in peace dear Dadsy.
    With love, Fransy

  2. Daniel McLean says:

    Uncle Frank, I called my dad, and let him know you left him behind. I remember how he would tell me stories about how you, him and your brother Ken used to try and ditch your baby brother Harold until he cried and you all would go and get him…those were the funniest stories. I will never forget hearing about you boys growing up, your mother grabbing the broom to get you all from under the bed! He told me about some of the McLean boy escapades, even sharing license plates on cars!! My dad has even told my son Dave about some of your exploits!

    My dad used to talk about your clock repair and each time one of my clocks stops my first thought is “My Uncle Frank could fix that if I could only get it to him.”

    I admire you and the others for serving our country, as a veteran myself I understand the sacrifice. Thank you for your service, it is a debt that can never be repaid.

    As the priest said last week at the mass for my wife’s aunt, you are now on another journey and like any other journey you say goodbye to family and friends on one end and are greeted by family and friends at the other. As your wife, sons, daughters and their children wave goodbye you are seeing Alice Harriet, your dad, Ken and Harold waving hello. Tell them they’ll have to wait a while longer Ralph as he still has some work to do.

    You will always be in our memories, and I will always remember the stories of the boyhood antics of the McLean boys.

    Rest in Peace Uncle Frank.

    Your Nephew…Dan

  3. Evie (Sarah) Aloupis says:

    Frank , I have always said, I never call a repairman for any problems around the house as you were there to solve it.
    You had many talents and was part many worthy groups.
    A regular Mr. Fix it. Sleep well your Mother and Dad await your arrival.
    You deserve a peaceful sleep after a long illness.
    Evie (Sarah) Mclean

  4. Eva & Odd Nelson says:

    We are so sorry about your loss.

    We only had the pleasure of meeting Frank but a few times,first time at the happy occasion when our daughter Susan married Brian,your yongest son.
    Later on, whenever we visited them from Florida or South Carolina,we always made a point to visit with him and Nancy.
    We always found Frank to be a gentleman and full of stories,even on our last visit with them last April when his health was failing him.
    It was a pleasure knowing Frank.
    Rest in peace.
    Eva and Odd

  5. Kym Sylvia (McLean) says:

    Uncle Frank, I remember visiting and being amazed by all the clocks. What a talented guy. Some of my favorite childhood memories are of when my dad would get together with you, Uncle Harold (Babe) and Uncle Ralph. You guys shared alot of fun and love. May you rest in peace!

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