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In Memory

Fred Johnson

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05/13/17 02:07 PM #1    

Wil Huntington

My memories of Fred were not merely confined to doubling with Judy Schreiner, his steady at the time, and Fred at the senior prom but went back to grade school at the Richard School Salt Mines, playing basketball at Dominican Grade School saturday morns amongst many others.It became a monumental loss to have to face the incredibly bad news of his Ohare plane crash when he returned from investigating scholarship offers from his tremendous golf talent.

08/28/17 04:53 PM #2    

Debbie Simon (Konkol)

He was my friend.  We often sat near each other at Richards.  We were in homeroom together.  He was just a good guy.  His girlfriend's locker was next to mine so I saw him often.  I do not have a single bad memory of him. He was just a good guy.  We were all devastated by his and his Dad's loss. I remember him with a smile though.  He had that great smile.

08/30/17 05:45 PM #3    

Art Grossman

I remember Fred very well, not only were we friends but played a lot of golf together. When I heard what happened at O'Hare it was very hard to believe. Fred was a super guy. 

08/31/17 01:10 AM #4    

Jim Stearns

Fred Johnson. Was a good man. Was my roommate at UW second semester freshman year in selery hall. We grew a lot that semester. Dow riots happened. Eye opening. We both studied hard but also played. I never realized what a golfer he was until he took me to a driving range and there was a three iron chip green and he hit the green and near the pin  in every shot. More than that, we were introduced that year to music on a grand scale. Joplin and Hendrix and Clapton regulary played in the dorms. Fred would often say "hey stearns, you gotta listen to this song " and it would be something like Joplin singing "Cry Baby" and I was blown away. I loved that about him. We were both expanding our universes and maybe didn't even realize how much at the time. Our Understanding of Politics beyond Wfb were expanding too. Got stone the first time w Fred. Someone's room up a few floors. Came back to our room and devoured an entire department shirt  sized box of cookies my gramma had sent me. We thought we were busted one time when the RA knocked on our door which was taped to not emit smoke odors and we freaked but the RA said from the hall "hey that's a mighty fine grade if hash I smell in there". We cracked up realizing it was all good. All the more it was a time we both were breaking away from traditional upbringing - but still kept our heads about us and studied hard. Fred was a mentor, a friend and a compatriot in many escapades that year. I look back on that w very fond memories. I remember coming back from Christmas break the following year and dave Deblitz told me the news. I was devastated. I couldn't comprehend it. I loved that guy. Miss him still. 

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