Frederick W. Ladwig

I find it very difficult to express my feelings about Fred, as I am sure there are so many emotions at this time. I remember Fred being the first person who interviewed me when I applied for a job, and coming away with the thought, if everyone is like this guy, I want to work here. I remember our trap shooting days when I called for a target and Fred would shoot it before I could. Fred took my middle son Adam out for his first fishing trip where he caught the largest fish in his life. Then when my youngest son John came of age he took him out for his first Duck Hunt, which John is still hooked on today. He also was the advisor, who told me that "you must have the right tool for the job", which I am still trying to explain to Linda why I needed a new Shotgun. If you are lucky you meet people like this once in your lifetime, I have had been one of those lucky people.

Card and note with a few personal memories are in the mail. My maternal uncle (we kids always called him 'Ted') was a tremendous role model for this little boy (we were only 16 years apart) and I was so sad of hearing of Fred's death.