Darci Frantz

Darci Frantz passed away on February 27, 2023.

A memorial service will be held at 2:30 PM, Friday, March 10, at Parkway Funeral Service, 2330 Tyler Parkway, Bismarck.

A visitation will be held one hour prior to the service.

Darci was more than an amazing mother, more than a loving grandmother, more than a compassionate nurse, more than an influential teacher and mentor in medical practice. She was a light in the lives of all who crossed her path, by giving more than she ever received.

Darci was patient, always smiling, funny, a hard worker, selfless, adventurous and wanted to be available whenever we needed her. She was a storyteller and captured everyone’s attention. She loved to spoil loved ones and make sure they felt her love.

Darci is survived by her sons, Cody (Andrea) and Casey; grandchildren, Berkley, Boomer, Brewer, Caleb and Ada Frantz; mother, Shirley Faul; siblings, Tom Faul, Doug Faul, and Traci Fiske.

She is preceded in death by her father, Charles Faul.

The day will come when my body will lie upon a

White sheet, neatly tucked under four corners of a mattress

Located in a hospital busily occupied with the living and the dying.

At a certain moment, a doctor will determine that my brain has

Ceased to function and that for all intents

And purposes, my life has stopped.

When that happens, do not attempt to instill artificial life into my

Body by the use of a machine.

And don’t call this my death bed.

Let it be called the Bed of Life, and let my body be

Taken from it to help others lead fuller lives.

Give my sight to the man who has never seen a sunrise,

A baby’s face or love in the eyes of a woman.

Give my heart to a person whose own heart

Has caused nothing but endless days of pain.

Give my blood to a teenager who was pulled from the wreckage

Of his car so that he might live to see his grandchildren play.

Give my kidneys to one who depends on a machine to exist

From week to week.

Take my bones, every muscle, every fiber and

Nerve in my body and find a way to make a crippled child walk.

Explore every corner of my brain.

Take my cells,

If necessary, and let them grow so that someday, a speechless

Boy will shout at the crack of a bat and a deaf girl will hear

The sound of rain against her window.

Burn what is left of me and scatter

The ashes to the winds to help flowers grow.

If you must bury something, let it be my faults,

My weaknesses and all prejudice against my fellow man.

Give my sins to the devil.

Give my soul to God.

If by chance you wish to remember me, do it with

A kind deed or word to someone who needs you.

If you do all I have asked, I will live forever.

~Robert N. Test