Dodger Frank: An Absolute Legend

On March 31st, my pops, Frank Castillo, aka my favorite person in the world, passed away. Three weeks prior, I got a call that my pops was sick, and I dropped everything to be next to him. He was diagnosed with late-stage pancreatic cancer that had spread to his liver, which was starting to fail. While the doctor gave us the bad news, all I could think about was how much I was going to miss making him laugh. I promised my dad that I would always take care of my little sister, Melyna, and that I'd stay through until the end, and I did. Love is watching someone die, and I loved my father with every single fiber of my being. He was truly my best friend. I'd call him every day to talk about everything. He was there for all my victories and would pick me up when I'd lose or fail. He was the only one who told me to move to LA and chase a dream. My dad loved the comedy world, and the comedy world loved him. I'd get messages regularly saying he was a regular at open mics in the Bay Area. He is missed so much.

I hate asking for help, but a lot of people reached out asking what they could do. My pops was loved by a lot of people. I'm raising funds to assist in paying his final bills and medical care costs, throwing an open house and memorial, and taking Melyna to Disneyland.