We created a GatheringUs memorial to celebrate the life of Frankie RoseAnn Altieri. Collecting your stories and memories here will offer us great comfort. As we plan virtual gatherings, we will post invites. Remember to RSVP to help us plan. Thank you for contributing to this lasting memorial.
OBITUARY
Frankie Altieri, 68
Rosie, Uncle Frank, GiGi
Frankie Rose-Ann Altieri (Tuter), 68, of Stockton, escaped this mortal realm on April 2, 2020, while in Reseda, California. We think she did it on purpose to avoid having to watch any more COVID-19 news.
Frankie was born in Klammath Falls (OR), on December 7, 1951 to Ellis “Jack” and Dolores Gallegher Tuter. She and her sister, Terry, were raised in Stockton, attending Amos... see moreFrankie Altieri, 68
Rosie, Uncle Frank, GiGi
Frankie Rose-Ann Altieri (Tuter), 68, of Stockton, escaped this mortal realm on April 2, 2020, while in Reseda, California. We think she did it on purpose to avoid having to watch any more COVID-19 news.
Frankie was born in Klammath Falls (OR), on December 7, 1951 to Ellis “Jack” and Dolores Gallegher Tuter. She and her sister, Terry, were raised in Stockton, attending Amos Alonzo Stagg High School and catechism at St. Bernadette’s Catholic Church. She went on to earn her Cosmetology license and worked off and on as a beautician for many years at Bee Beauty Salon and Gifts. However, shortly after having her only child, Tonya, she found her true passion to be the bright lights of the Carnival. Her mother used to say she was born with Gypsy feet and that is why she never stayed in one place, but I like to think Gypsies dress better.
After more than 30 years on the road as Carny Queen, she suddenly realized that she wasn’t getting younger, her health wasn’t getting better, and her body could no longer stand weeks-long shifts with only “a coke and a smoke” to run it on. She promptly “retired” and decided to set-up life as a grandma. However, Frankie always said that there was no better group of people than those she had the privilege of calling family from her years “on the road.” She loved Elvis Presley, Old Westerns, and Country music. She enjoyed reading, math, astrology, and Yahtzee. Frankie loved life and lived it to its fullest!
Frankie is preceded in death by both parents, Jack and Dolores. She leaves behind one daughter, Tonya Robertson-Bosch; sister, Terry Wigley (Jeff); grandchildren, Katelyn Nelson (Parker), Kiera and Noah Bosch; great-grandson, Dean Wiley Nelson; and nephews, Justin and Ryan Wigley. She also leaves behind a grand-dog, Tanger, and 2 great-grand-dogs, Piper and Nick. Frankie really loved them all.
Thanks to COVID-19, there will not be a service, but well-wishers are encouraged to write a note of farewell on a Coke bottle (never a can!) and drink it in her honor. She was never one for sentiment or religiosity, but she wanted you to know that if she owes you a smoke, and if you can find her in Heaven, she will gladly allow you to buy her another pack. Be advised, she did tend to say she was going to Hell, but it was “ok as all of her friends would be there.” Just in case, we chose cremation so that she could prepare herself for the heat.
Prepared by her daughter Tonya Robertson-Bosch