Fred Fayette Jr.

I´ve known Fred since the sixth grade. We played basketball and football together. We went fishing together. Fred cared deeply about his friends and family, but that was sometimes disguised because he could be cantankerous. He was a good person and a good friend. Fred´s cell phone greeting was "I hope you can tell me where the fish are." During his last king salmon opening, he had landed seventy by afternoon, quite a feat without a deckhand, and he was wiped out. But this was his one...