Fred A. Bush Jr.

In My Pocket

I have memories in my pocket.
They rattle among the change.

My memories of you are treasures I carry wherever I go.

They are stored in bits and pieces, parts of a beautiful whole
They give me comfort when I think I am alone.

Yes, I have memories in my pocket, like so much other stuff I keep there.

But of all the treasures I have, it’s the memories of you that are the most precious.

- Fred A Bush Jr -
1931-1905

I think of you

In the hour of the morning
as the earth begins it's yawning
and a dewdrop stops to take a peak
Upon a Roses' unfurling leaf.

The morning dew kissed the
budding rose
and a silent love about arose,
The sunshine slowly raised it's head
to waken those upon their bed.

Mother nature awoke from sleep
to hear a newborn robin peep.
It watched the wind and...

Fred, I found a poem that make me think of you, our friendship and brief time together:

Many people will walk in and out of your life.

But only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.

Yes, your footprints are there Fred and I miss you. Love, Flo

Fred, Though you are gone,
Your Words, Your Since of Humor, Your Smile, Your Love for Family and Friends, will Echo within my Thoughts and Heart, Forever.
Alice

We can not forget you,
We do not want to forget you,
We will not forget ~
We Loved You.

Papa-
I really truly miss you. I hope that you are happier whereever it is that you are. We were talking about the 4th of july the other day in history class, and i just got really down feeling because i know now that all the holidays arent going to be the same... especially independance day. I love you papa and i miss you...

Love always-
Kayla

"Some people come into our lives and quickly go,
Other's stay awhile,
Leave Footprints on our Hearts,
And we are Never, Ever the Same." Fred, you have left your Footprints on our Hearts. R.I.P.

I want to thank everyone for signing Dad's guest book. I really appreciate reading all the warm thoughts and memories. He will be missed, but not forgotten.
His loving son,
Freddie

Dearest Brother & Friend: A friendship that lasted for 62 years, until God called You Home, to await our arrival and renunion.So many wonderful memories, wish I could list them all. I remember your gallant attempts to teach me to roller-skate. You never spoke a cross word, but after picking me up far too many times, I know you wished you had not offered. I never did learn to skate.The trips you made to Mn. to visit us, and charmed my in-laws, so much,they always asked about you. I remember...