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Frank grew up in Huntington WV, the son of a Wholesale Furniture Company businessman. He worked over 60 years at Huntington Wholesale Furniture company from ages 23 to 88. He valued God, community, family, mentorship, honesty, loyalty, a hard work ethic, having a positive outlook on life. His favorite line was, “everything is going to work out; just keep doing what you love”. He also believed in giving to charities. He gave to over 40 charities every year.
He attended Kentucky Military Institute, Davidson College, George Washington University (MBA) and High Point University (honorary Management Degree). He served his country in the U.S. Army and was an active lifelong member of the his church. Frank was the past president of the International Wholesale Furniture Association and Associated Furniture Distributors; Marketing of Furniture Interior Design Advisory Board (member); and the Johnson Memorial United Methodist Church Board of Trustees (chair).
Most importantly and what was of most value for the people who Frank touched, was that he was the epitome of what it took to be a friend and mentor. His biggest gift to the world was accepting people for who they were and supporting them to be what they wanted to be. The poem below was one of his favorites and is one of the motivations to how i.b.mee. was created. His acceptance and love modeled the values and foundation of i.b.mee.
i.b.mee.’s personal development research has found that the #1 variable that supports young people in thriving is the freedom, confidence and skills to know, love, trust and be yourself.
Frank Hanshaw knew how to do this. On August 30, 2019, he was tragically killed by a car when leaving for his usual daily errands of his furniture store. He was a healthy and vibrant 88 years old. He wanted to leave a legacy for the next generation to pass along the values of love and mentoring he epitomized. Therefore, a percentage of the money received from his accidental death claim and all donations given to i.b.mee. in memory of Frank started the FEH Jr. Scholarship Fund.
The money (and interest) of this fund go to rising high school JUNIORS (whose families need financial assistance) to attend i.b.mee.’s Live Your Legacy program which results in them becoming Peer Empowerment Coaches.
The $100 to $1500 per student scholarship contributes to their learning pathway and to their abilities to thrive in school, relationships, career and life.
Research shows that programs that support students stay on a positive trajectory will offset the up to 2.5 million dollars that would be lost to excessive judicial, healthcare and lost work productivity costs if one of these students goes offtrack and drops out of school, lives off the system, or does not carry out his/her individual talents and gifts.
Thank you in advance for your contribution to the lives of high school students before they move onto college or working in their communities.
What is a friend? I will tell you. It is a person with whom you dare to be yourself. Your soul can be naked with him. She seems to ask of you to put on nothing, only to be what you are. He does not want you to be better or worse. When you are with her, you feel as a prisoner feels who has been declared innocent. You do not have to be on your guard. You can say what you think, so long as it is genuinely you. He understands those contradictions in your nature that lead others to misjudge you. With her you breathe freely because you are never judged. You can share your little vanities and envies and hates and vicious sparks, your meannesses and absurdities and, in opening them up to him, they are lost, dissolved on the white ocean of his loyalty. She understands. You do not have to be careful. Best of all, you can keep still with her. It makes no matter. He likes you. She is like fire that purges to the bone. He understands. She understands. You can weep with him, [make mistakes] with her, laugh with him, pray with her. Through it all-and underneath -he sees, knows and loves you. A friend? What is a friend? Just one, I repeat, with whom you dare to be yourself.
– C. Raymond Beran
