I worked both for Fred and by his side as an acting supervisor at the Airmail Facility for many years. He not only mentored me at work but helped me through some rough personal times. He was indeed a friend, we joking called each other Dad/Son. He was also quite a character in his own way, very proud of his military service (for good reason) and had nothing but deep respect for other Vet's and their service. After he retired, we would talk via phone somewhat frequently and he would always invite me out to the VFW on Tuesday's for some "great hamburgers" as he claimed. I never bothered to take the time as I now of course regret. I guess we all do that not realizing that those who mean something to us won't be around forever and after they pass, we recall every time we didn't take the time to share the same with them. Those are the regrets we reap for our "laziness." Anyhow Brother, may God accept you into his arms, as I'm sure he will. You will not be forgotten and know you touched a lot of lives for the better here on this dust ball. Instead of jumping out of airplanes now, you get to jump down from clouds and I KNOW he'd love that! Hoorah!