Sixty-eight-year-old Frank Miller resides in Midlothian, and that is the extent of his address.

He simply lives where his 1973 GMC truck is parked at the end of each day, an automobile he purchased in 1972 and still drives to this day. His beloved truck is now made complete with a camper that doubles as his sleeping quarters. But Frank doesn’t live alone. He often takes in various animals that he tames and nurtures.

This retired army veteran proudly served from 1968-1969 in Vietnam as a part of an artillery division, which is where his hearing loss began.

It was during his army days that he came to be known as “Wormy,” a nickname that has stuck, even today. To explain, he admits that he has always been rather small and wiry in stature, but he could eat 24-7 and never gain an ounce.

From there, his war buddies decided that he must have a tapeworm living inside of him, hence the nickname, “Wormy.”

Frank was raised in the rural areas of Virginia by his missionary parents. They frequently moved because of God’s calling and, at times, he would join them overseas in places like Germany and even in the far reaches of Africa. This background of moving caused him to be somewhat nomadic himself.

His uncles in Virginia that he became close to during his childhood influenced his immense love for animals. They often kept squirrels, raccoons, rabbits, and even skunks as pets from time to time.

When Frank returned home after the Vietnam War, he had trouble settling back into a normal lifestyle and, due to injuries to his knees, struggled to hold onto his physical civilian jobs.

It all resulted in a divorce between him and his wife, Frank explains. The couple had only one child, a son that now resides in Hawaii. Despite their complicated past, Frank and his ex-wife remain very close friends.

During 1972 Frank answered a want-ad, seeking a job as a truck driver. It was that gig that ultimately landed him his first job in the city of Midlothian. He has lived here since.

It was also in Midlothian that he found his true calling to life on the homefront — serving as the city’s animal control officer. He thoroughly enjoyed being around all kind of animals, and he held that position until he retired a few years ago. Today he co-exists with his shelter-rescued dog “Honey” and his three-month-old raccoon named “Coonie.”

“Wormy,” as his Midlothian friends lovingly call him, is quite the popular icon around town. He can often be found in the area eating establishments, but not in the early morning hours. He is usually busy representing his country by walking the roads and highways within the city limits, almost always carrying Old Glory above his head.

When asked why he chooses to do this, he quickly replied, “I am a very proud American and I love my country. I try to thank my fellow soldiers for their thankless job, as well as honoring first responders like the local policemen and firemen."

Just recently he has changed themes as he marches in the early morning hours. He is currently trying to raise awareness and respect for the office of the President of the United States. He wants to praise President Trump, and his former presidential colleagues, for the job they do for the people of America.

Frank recalls all of the disrespect he witnessed back in the 1960s when people were burning flags everywhere. He doesn’t feel most teens and young adults today understand the great sacrifice made by the men and women in the military.

He touts, “They need to be reminded that freedom is not free.”

While Frank feels some people look down on him and want to try to pity him, he assures them that he is completely fine with the current lifestyle that he leads. He is never looking for a hand-out and confesses that he likes to save his money, and then enjoys giving it to people who truly need it.

In fact, Frank often works as a handyman completing various jobs around town for all of the inclome he needs.

Frank enjoys assisting others and feels that is his calling in life. Also, he loves waving the American flag to support his country but admits that he must be careful these days. He tries to wear bright colored clothing when walking the highways surrounding the city of Midlothian. Frank confessed, “What I do is sometimes considered dangerous.”

His dream would be able to open a wildlife reserve in Ellis County. He would love to educate the people, and especially the children, about caring for unusual animals. Kids often come rushing up to him and want to pet his raccoon, but he tries to make them understand that his critters are still “wild” animals and they must be treated in that way.

If you one day happen upon Frank carrying his flag, he requests that you just smile, wave, and return his salute.