Frank Vollotton “Buddy” Boulineau, IV: Little River
1973 – 2016
Frank Vollotton “Buddy” Boulineau, IV of Little River passed away Tuesday, Jan. 26 at McLeod Seacoast hospital following a sudden illness. He was 42.
Born on Nov. 26, 1973 in Myrtle Beach, he was the son of Frank V. Boulineau, III and Elizabeth Witherspoon Boulineau. Mr. Boulineau worked in the food service division of Boulineau’s IGA Grocery Store and was a member of the First Baptist Church of North Myrtle Beach.
Survivors, including his parents of North Myrtle Beach, are his wife, Dawn Tassi Boulineau of Little River; two sons, Frank V. Boulineau, V of Little River and Jack Edwards Peters of Minneapolis, Minnesota; sister, Mary Elizabeth “Betsy” Mixon and husband, Rev. Charles “Cliff” Mixon of Conway; niece, Madison Elizabeth Mixon; nephew, Jackson Charles Mixon, both of Conway, and uncle, Jack B. Witherspoon and wife, Linda of North Myrtle Beach.
Visitation was planned from 6 to 8 p.m. Thursday, Jan. 28 at Hardwick Funeral Home.
Funeral services were planned for 2 p.m. Friday, Jan. 29 at First Baptist Church of North Myrtle Beach with Pastor Dr. Wayne Brown and Rev. Cliff Mixon officiating. Committal services will follow at North Myrtle Beach Memorial Gardens.
Memorials may be made to the First Baptist Church of North Myrtle Beach Building Fund, 200 Hwy. 17 South, North Myrtle Beach, SC 29582 or to Sea Haven, PO Box 600, North Myrtle Beach, SC 29597.
A guest register is available here.
Frank was a beautiful human being. He was a very honest young man with a good sense of humor. Anyone who met Frank got along with him instantly.
I had the honor of knowing Frank when he lived in Minneapolis. At that time he was struggling with some issues and couldn’t help but admire how honest he was with others and especially with himself.I was really impressed not only with his candidness but also with his values and his regard for others. His greatest attribute was not having a judgemental bone in his body. Frank viewed everyone as a human being.
He would always share his ideas and dreams with me about someday opening his own restaurant. He taught me a lot about different types of foods, how to cook them and pair them with the appropriate wine.
When I relocated to Ft. Worth, Texas, I lost contact with Frank but never forgot him. His passing is a loss to us all. I can’t say enough about what wonderful he was.
He will be sorely missed.