Frank Rizzo

Cherry Creek High School

Class of 1988

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Frank Rizzo - Class of 1988 - Cherry Creek High School

First Name	Frank
Last Name	Rizzo
Graduation Year	Class of 1988
Gender	Male
Current Location	Imperial Beach, California
Hometown	Brussels, Belgium
Relationship Status	Married
About Me	I was adopted as an infant by a poor rural southern Black family. Never able to follow the beat of Rhythm and Blues or Gospel, one day as a young man I heard a Lawrence Welk song on the radio and able to follow the beat, I realized at that moment there is more to the world than the 2 room shack t and I decided to go out into the world to seek my fortune. I hitch-hiked to St. Louis where an overtly Jewish gas station owner, Mr. Hartounian, gave me a job and a back room to stay in. I started sending a little money home to my adoptive family whenever I could. While pumping gas, I cane up with a fix for a fast-talking salesman customer whose eyeglasses keep slipping off his nose. It is a wire loop with a nose brace. The grateful man thinks he can market the invention and promises me 50% of any profits. I get into the local phone book, from which a crazed gunowner randomly picks me as a target for assasination. I was shot at, but manage to flee, and wind up in a carnival trailer heading out of town. I get a job as a weight-guesser with the carnival, and lose my virginity to a stunt-daredevil woman. I meet and fall in love with a carnival goer, Marie, a cosmetologist. We get married on the spur of the moment by the first legally authorized person we can find to perform the ceremony, who happens to be a Black Witch Doctor. The salesman tracked me down with a Private Eye who happens to be the crazed assassin gone straight. My invention has been a huge success and I start getting checks for large sums of money. I hires servants and then purchases an extravagant mansion. Just as it look as if life cannot get any better, I am sued by purchasers of the "Opti-Grab" device. Apparently, it makes wearers cross-eyed. I lose my money, and wanders off to become a homeless bum. Marie dumped me and I am heartbroken. In the end, my Black family and Marie find me on skid row. Apparently my foster-father had invested the relatively modest sums of money I sent home from his various jobs, and the family is much better off. Now, here I am just keepn the be...(read more)