Frank John William Goldsmith (19 December 1902 — 27 January 1982), was a young third-class passenger of the RMS Titanic and a survivor of the sinking in 1912.
In the wake of their youngest son's death, Frank's parents decided to emigrate and join Emily's relations in Detroit.
[6] Goldsmith and his parents boarded the RMS Titanic in Southampton as third-class passengers, en route to New York City.
[7] The nine year old Goldsmith spent his time on board the ship playing with a group of English speaking third-class boys who were about his age: Willie Coutts, Harold Goodwin, William Johnston, Albert and George Rice, and James and Walter van Billiard.
While Mrs. Goldsmith was busy sewing clothes from blankets for women and children who had left the ship in only nightclothes, Frank accompanied Collins down to visit Carpathia's stokers.
"[8] After arriving in New York, Goldsmith and his mother were housed by the Salvation Army, which provided train fare to reach their relatives in Detroit.
Every time the crowd cheered during a home run, the sound reminded him of the screams of the dying passengers and crew in the water just after the ship sank; as a result, he never took his children to baseball games.
It took him months to understand that his father was really dead, and for years afterward, he used to tell himself, "I think another ship must have picked him up and one day he will come walking right through that door and say, 'Hello, Frankie.'"
Several months after his death, on 15 April, the anniversary of the sinking, his ashes were scattered over the North Atlantic, above the place where the Titanic rests.