Frank "The Foxx" Slavitsky

It is a blend of bittersweet humor and heartfelt admiration that we announce the passing of our beloved father, Frank Slavitsky, known to all as “The Foxx”.  With a lifetime spent perfecting the art of bartending, “The Foxx” was a master of pouring drinks and weaving tails that could leave anyone both amused and bewildered.

A proud father, grandfather, Yankee fan and a Super Bowl bound Cleveland Browns fan, whose loyalty to his teams was only riled by his famous and sometimes infamous patience - or his lack of it. His quick temper and low tolerance for indecision meant that if you dare ask for something he wasn't in the mood to get or make, you might just see his reading glasses go flying across the bar in a dramatic display of exasperation. He really didn't care if you didn't get a loaf of bread with your quart of sauce.

Yet, beneath the exterior was a heart of gold. He didn't know the word no, hence the reason he had 74 jobs. The Foxx had a unique gift for remembering the most obscured details including your sisters’ cousin’s friend’s life story. This talent was legendary, and it always left us wondering if one of those jobs was an investigator. Call Foxx for the answer (always half right) or he might just make something up. 

A man well-liked by others, so we think, he was always willing to give you the shirt off his back or buy you a drink. If anyone needs one of those things you have been looking for since 1985, he may have it in a box somewhere. 

In light of his passing, let's remember Foxx’s one liners, unwavering love and memories that made life with him so uniquely entertaining. Cheers to a life well lived and a spirit that will remain unshaken. If you need me sometime, I'll be in Virginia, Reston……

At the request of the family a private graveside ceremony is being held on Wednesday.

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