Some people leave behind memories. Frank Keith Pines leaves behind a legacy.

Frank was larger than life in every sense of the phrase. He lived with an extraordinary passion for family, friendship, tradition, laughter, and celebration. He was the kind of man whose presence could fill a room before he ever said a word, whose laugh was unmistakable, and whose energy had a way of pulling everyone around him into the moment. To know Frank was to know someone unforgettable.

And to know Frank was to know generosity.

He gave freely—of his time, his resources, his advice, his home, and himself. He welcomed people in, fed them, celebrated them, encouraged them, and, more often than not, made them feel like family. His circle was enormous because Frank never seemed to believe there was a limit to how many people could have a seat at his table.

Above everything else, family was Frank’s greatest pride, his greatest joy, and his greatest accomplishment.

He believed deeply in showing up for the people you love. He believed in traditions and family gatherings, in taking care of one another, and in building something meaningful enough to be carried forward by the generations that followed. He pushed the people he loved to become the best versions of themselves—not simply for their own sake, but for their families and for the people who depended on them.

Frank didn’t just talk about the importance of family. He lived it.

That same spirit extended far beyond the walls of his home.

For decades, Frank was a pillar of the community, and perhaps nowhere was that more evident than at Scalpers Bar & Grille. As its beloved owner, Frank created far more than a neighborhood bar and restaurant. He created a second home.

Scalpers became a place where generations gathered, friendships were formed, teams met after games, families celebrated milestones, and people knew there would always be a familiar face waiting for them. Frank knew his customers. He knew their families, their stories, their victories and their struggles—and probably what they were drinking before they ever had to ask.

To Frank, Scalpers was never simply a business. It was a community. And that community became part of his family.

His impact extended well beyond Scalpers. For several decades, Frank helped run Purvis Park Pool, becoming part of the summers, friendships, and childhood memories of generations of local families. He was a familiar face on local softball teams and in bowling leagues and seemed to know someone everywhere he went. Whether at the pool, on a softball field, at the bowling alley, behind the bar, or simply walking into a room, Frank had an unmistakable ability to bring people together.

And if Frank was there, chances were good that whatever was happening was about to become a celebration.

He could turn an ordinary afternoon into a party, a family dinner into an event, and a simple gathering into a story that would be told for years. He loved music, laughter, good food, Cleveland sports, traditions, and, more than anything, being surrounded by people he loved.

Frank did not simply attend life’s moments. He made something out of them. There was always another story to tell, another laugh to have, another reason to gather, and somehow always room for one more person.

Behind that larger-than-life personality was a man fiercely devoted to the people he loved.

Frank was the beloved husband of Barbra Pines, his partner in the life, family, traditions, friendships, and countless memories they built together. He is also survived by his loving mother, Sharyn Pines, his mother-in-law, Sharon DePasquale, his father-in-law Joseph DePasquale and his wife Dorothy DePasquale. He was the loving father of Taylor Corbo and her husband, Joe Corbo Jr., and the immensely proud Papa of their son, Joe Corbo III. Taylor’s mother, Renee Cipriani, also remains an important part of the extended family that surrounded Frank. He was the immensely proud father of Frank Pines Jr. and his wife, Lauren Pines, and the deeply loved Papa of their son, Frank Pines III. Frank was the beloved brother of Domenic Cesa and his wife, Annette Marra, and a cherished uncle to their sons, Domenic Cesa Jr. and Angelo Cesa. He was a beloved brother-in-law to Joseph DePasquale and his wife, Carla, and a loving uncle to their daughters, Cece and Nina. Frank was also brother-in-law to the late Cristine DePasquale and a beloved uncle to her children, Timothy, Jordan, and Arianna. He was a great-uncle to Jordan and his wife Megan’s children, Nico and Mia, and to Arianna’s daughters, Serena and the late Angelina. He shared a close bond with his cousin Cristy Palmisano and her children, Anthony and Gianna, and with his brother Rick Handel, Rick’s wife Coral, and their children, Marissa and Rick Jr.

Frank is reunited in Heaven with those he loved who went before him, including his beloved grandmother Patricia Pines; grandfather Irving Pines; sister-in-law Cristine DePasquale; aunt Tiny Handel; and great-niece Angelina.

Husband. Dad. Papa. Son. Brother. Uncle. Great-uncle. Cousin. Friend. Business owner. Teammate. Neighbor. Community pillar.

There are many words that describe Frank, but somehow none of them are big enough.

Because Frank’s legacy cannot be measured simply by what he accomplished, the businesses he built, or the places that bear his fingerprints. His legacy lives in people. It lives in the traditions his family will continue. It lives in Scalpers and in the friendships formed within its walls. It lives in summers at Purvis Park Pool, softball games, bowling nights, celebrations, holidays, crowded tables, and stories that will be repeated for decades. It lives in the people Frank helped without ever expecting recognition in return. It lives in the people he challenged to work harder, love deeper, take care of their families, and become better versions of themselves.

Most importantly, it lives in his children and grandchildren—in the values they will carry forward, the traditions they will preserve, and the stories they will one day tell another generation about the man who started so many of them.

For those fortunate enough to have known Frank, there will forever be a distinct line between life when he was here and life after him. His absence feels so enormous because his presence was enormous. But a life as big as Frank’s does not simply disappear.

He will be there every time his family crowds around a table. Every time someone tells one of his stories and everyone already knows the ending but laughs anyway. Every time Scalpers fills with familiar faces. Every time an old friend raises a glass. Every time a tradition continues simply because that’s how Frank did it. Every time his children and grandchildren choose family, generosity, loyalty, hard work, and one another.

Those are the things Frank built. And those are the things that death cannot take away. Frank Keith Pines spent his life creating something much bigger than himself: a family bound by love, a community built through friendship, and a legacy rooted in generosity, loyalty, laughter, and tradition.

There will never be another Frank.

But because of the way he lived, the people he loved, and the countless lives he touched, there will always be pieces of him everywhere.

Frank’s family invites the many people whose lives were touched by him to come together to honor, remember, and celebrate a life that was truly larger than life itself at THE FIORITTO FUNERAL HOME, 5236 MAYFIELD RD, LYNDHURST (E OF RICHMOND RD) ON THURSDAY, OCTOBER 8, 2026 FROM 3 TO 7 PM. Family and friends are invited to meet for Mass of Christian Burial 10:30 am Friday at Church of the Gesu, 2470 Miramar Blvd, University Hts., OH 44118. Entombment All Souls Cemetery.

Come with your stories. Come with your memories. Come remembering the laughter, the celebrations, the friendships, the traditions, and the man who gave so much of himself to so many.

Because while his loss is immeasurable, so too was the life he lived.

His presence was larger than life. His love was larger than words. And his legacy will live on forever.

One of Frank’s greatest passions was giving back, especially through his fundraising and support of the Epilepsy Foundation in honor of his daughter, Taylor, and her courageous fight with epilepsy. In lieu of flowers, the family asks that donations be made to the Epilepsy Foundation in Frank’s memory, continuing a cause that was deeply personal to him and a legacy of generosity that meant so much to his family.

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