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This is Fred home on the only leave he got in December, 1944. Delay enroute to Ft. Ord to ship overseaes. He met his namesake for the first and only time until he came home in July, 1946. We were both 18 years old. We lived in Philadelphia and that picture was taken in front of a Baptist church on the corner of 28th Street and Lehigh Avenue. It was a favorite backdrop for photos compared to the rest of the neighborhood of row houses. After the war, Fred was a salesman, and a good one! He died at age 63 in 1989. He had heart disease and was going in for bypass surgery. Before they took him into surgery he looked up at me and said, "Take care of yourself, kid." He knew. The surgeons couldn't repair his paper-thin vessels. The stitches wouldn't hold. He died in surgery. |
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Marion Hess |