The Francesca Melichar 50
Year Old Web Site !
FIFTY YEARS OLD: WOW
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Now that we have gotten that out of
the way we can get to the story of the
Life of Francesca Santi
Melichar
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Francesca was born January 14,
1948, the daughter of Francis and Grace King Santi, then of Donalsonville,
Georgia. She was born at the local Donalsonville Hospital and Dr. Jenkins
delivered her. She had an older brother: Federico. Along with her family, she
lived in a Log Cabin out in the country.
Pictured here is Francesca and her father Francis and her older
brother Federico. A view of the log cabin is seen on the right. The site today
is memorialized as the 7th hole of the Seminole County Country Club. Those were
her innocent years. As seen in the photo, Francesca is reading a copy of a 1927
Encyclopedia Britannia. It was at this point that her mother and father
realized that there was something very unusual about their young daughter.
An early photo of Francesca'
maternal Grandmother (Nancy Lane King) and Grandfather( Joseph V. King). Memaw,
as Nancy was soon to be called by Francesca and the other grandchildren, was
really the person responsible for directly opening the door to a wondrous new
world for her grandaughter: a special magical world. Memaws' pale blue eyes
hinted of an occult and abnormal world which she would share with her little
grandchild. Soon fate would take Francesca and her family away from the farm to
the big city with a move to Cleveland, Ohio.
Shown here with her brother,
Federico. Even at this early age, Francesca had a look of total innocence.
Always trusting: but she was learning, learning how to control and manipulate
her surroundings. Attending school in Cleveland at St. Ann's Grammar School.
She is shown here with the next
door neighbors children: Allan and Joel Schackne, the two Cosper boys and her
brother in the middle. It was not easy for her being the only girl on the block
but she managed to fit in with the rest of the guys and never avoided typical
childrens activities and eventually became the Queen of the neighborhood.
While in Cleveland, she found
herself the only granddaughter of her fraternal family. Pictured here are her
grandfather: Federico Santi and grandmother Nelly Santi along with cousins
Livio and Marco Pardi.
But . . .
it goes without saying that she really adored her "big" brother: Federico. Of
course there occasionally were trying times
like the time that he stabbed her in her arm with a fork. Of
course it was all in jest and the medication that she was on would make her
soon forget such childhood traumas.
Observe a family portrait (naturally without Mother Grace who
NEVER liked her picture made) taken by Grace. Francesca on the left is pictured
wearing a cape, sent to her by Memaw for Christmas one year. This proved to be
a extraordinary gift ! Little did Francis and Grace know, but at night,
Francesca would open the window to her room and wearing the special cape from
Memaw, she would leap from her window and fly throughout the neighborhood.
Francesca's bedroom was across the hall from mine and one night I looked out
the window to see her fly past a large oak tree in the garden. I ran to her
room and waited till she returned. It was then that I made her promise to take
me on one of her night adventures: and she did; but our Cleveland days were
soon to be shortened.
It was about
that time that Francesca started taking hypnosis lessons via letters sent from
her Grandmother, Memaw and without friends or family even knowing what was
happening to them, she began controlling their minds and ultimately their
future. I remember people were always commenting on her big brown eyes, but at
the time I didn't see the significance in their attraction. Always despondent
over the cold weather in Cleveland, she hypnotized father Francis and let him
believe that he wanted to move the whole family to Miami Beach, Florida. That
event took place in the summer of 1955.
Shown in a photo soon after our move to Miami Beach,
it goes without saying that she was happy. Dad being in the hotel business and
Francesca's manipulation of him directed him into purchasing a small hotel
called The Eden. 
The Eden was
build in the 1920's and we lived in the hotel. Fran and I were not really
getting along then and through her powers, she directed Mother and Father to
put me into Military School. 
Though I look happy in this picture, I can remember her putting
her arm around me and saying: "You know Brother, this is really the best thing
for you: you'll either come back a man or won't come back at all."
The day Dad drove me off to
school Francesca was off to one of her many parties given by wealthy Cuban
families on Private Islands close to the hotel. Occasionally while in Military
School, she would visit me at night (she brought her cape from Cleveland)and
bring me Caviar and half empty bottles of Mumm Cordon Rouge Champagne which the
next day I would share with my fellow school mates.
But soon . . . she forgave me
and allowed me to come back and live at the hotel. Pictured here in one of her
many, many party dresses (her seamstress is seated behind her). Francesca
always insisted on having her dresses hand made and had Mrs. Mlakar moved from
Cleveland and kept her busy sewing day and night. But this was all to change:
Francesca had been corresponding with a young man by the name of Sirmons back
on the farm in Donalsonville.
So, with her powers of manipulation, she forced the sale of the family Hotel
and we all moved from the "Great White Way" of Miami Beach to rural and dusty
South Georgia the summer of 1959. Anyway, she soon tired of the Sirmons boy and
high school and college days flew past her life in a whirlwind of activities.
Francesca always had the ability to change her appearance.
The photo of her was taken when
she was about 14. She always looked either much older or much younger than her
true age. 
This image captured
when she was in her late 30's shows a completely different side of her.
And . . . here again an image
taken more than a decade ago on "a day that will live in infamy": But that is
another story.
It was about this
time when Francesca's mother and father visited "The North". It turned out to
be an embarrassing situation for the family. Mother (pictured on the far left:
no political reference of course) while in Massachusetts kept going on about
Damm Yankees and the Civil War and . . . well . . . they (the state government)
asked them all to leave. Pictured is Mother and a fellow "foreigner" wearing
deportation tags. Dad being born in New York City was immune from the
accusations and could have stayed if he wanted, but insisted in going back down
South with the offenders.
Once
back home, Grace and her 'pal' Johnny Maude met regularly and formed an
alliance of revenge (yet another tale).It was at this point that Francesca fell
in love with Frank ( picture unavailable) and soon two little creatures became
the most important part of her life.
Pictured are from left to right: Francesca holding baby Stefan and
Grandmother Grace holding who was to be known as "The Creature": Josef. Mother
Francesca is pictured here with one
of her two children: I don't know which child, I mean really at
that age, they all look alike, don't they?
We have recently learned that
Francesca is passing her special talents onto her two children. Each already
with an I.Q. of over 185 and we anticipate a interesting future for both of
them. Francesca is happily ensconced in Motherhood and seldom talks of her,
shall we say unusual past. It is hopeful that with her50years on planet Earth that these pictures and little story
will help her remember "How Sweet It Was."
Happy Birthday Little
Sister: Love Rico
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