1 Dec 2004 Fred was a guy I grew up with. He was a year older but we played a lot of sports together. I was in Vietnam at the same time but did not know he was over there also. He will not be forgotten. From his friend, Mike Hewitt wmikehewitt@hotmail.com

 

28 May 2007 We grew up in a close knit, loving family where our lives are still very much intertwined. I will never forget Fred's gentle humor, tender heart and capacity to love. I am forever proud to call him my cousin. I will never forget his death nor the sacrifices of his comrades. From his cousin, Gloria Perry 19 Jun 2007 What I remember best about my cousin, Freddy, is his crooked smile. He smiled a lot. We grew up in a time when life was perfect. We cousins (and there were many of us) were able to see each other often. Family potluck suppers and parties were the norm for our close-knit family. As we hit the teen years we didn't always want to visit the aunts and uncles but the COUSINS! Woo hoo. I never turned down an opportunity to see Freddy and his younger brother, Jim. They played guitar together and had what would be called a garage band now. They were good - even played some parties. I'll never forget the day Freddy's music was stopped forever. I would never see that smile again. Our family was forever changed that day. Oh, we have gotten on with our lives. We have been truly happy and truly blessed all these years. The cousins are still close. Yet even now I still see, in my mind's eye, that empty spot where Freddy's smiling face should be. Wars are bad. They rob us of our loved ones. They scar us as individuals and as a nation. We must strive to NEVER FORGET all the dedicated soldiers who have followed their commander-in-chief's order to go to war. We must pray for our leaders that they do their utmost to keep our country from war. I love you, Freddy. Your cousin, Glo Gloria Perry flaperrys@cfl.rr.com

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