Celebrating and remembering the birthdays of our brother Fred and my maternal grandfather Fred Anderson. I was 6 years old when Fred joined our family. Mother told my sister and l that he was our early valentine. Fred loved his family, his pets, the Denver Broncos and a good joke. My sister and l got the best valentine ever. Fred lives on forever in our heart!

Today has been a sad day with the memory of our brother Fred's passing. His last phone call to me was so heart breaking as he could hardly speak. It hurt so to know how much he was suffering. I will always miss him.

Remembering Fred and also our grandpa Fred Anderson's February 4th birthday. Today if talking with Fred, I would be teasing him about being 80 and I know he would deny that that was true. No one wants to be 80. I would tell him that age is only a number. Talking with our witty brother would always cheer me up. He would also voice his views on the politics going on to me. Fred was one in a million. What a treasure we had for a brother. Miss you, Fred. Love you always, Shirley

Dear Brother, I know you are enjoying the blessing of being with the Lord in heaven and I envy you being there with my other love ones and Jesus. Miss you so much, but I know it won't be forever until we are together for eternity.

   Time flies so fast and it is hard to believe that it is 5 years today that our Fred left us. I miss his cheerful voice, his funny jokes and still think of him often. His business card still shows up in unexpected places. I must have had several. My only consolation is that he is not suffering now. He put up such a brave battle for all the health issues he had. I was in an historic house the other day and saw the iron register on the floor where the heat comes up from the furnace. It gave me a flashback in time to when Fred was a toddler and sat on the one in our 21st. Avenue 1900's home and got imprints on his little behind. Poor little Fred. How lucky we were to have him for our brother. Love you always, Fred, you were the best!

Brother Fred would be 79 today and I would be singing Happy Birthday to him. If he were here, I would tease him about all those candles he could light up Denver.  Feeling sad as I miss him so much.

September 14th is always a sad day for me. He would love to be talking to me about the politics that are going on now in our news. I can still picture his wonderful smile. I will always miss my little brother.

I can't believe it has been three years that you left us. Missing you little Bro.

Still missing my brother and think of him so often. Our Fred was so special as he was also born on our Grandpa Fred Anderson's birthday. The comforting thought is that he is now reunited with our mom and dad in Heaven. Rest in peace dear brother. I love you so much.

Remembering and still missing my "little brother Fred." I can still see the sparkle in his eyes and the wonderful smile he had. I still marvel at his many stories, esp. the drag racing with Dr. Fredberg's son. Uncle Dutchie told dad that he thought he saw his car and Fred quickly retorted that there were many white Ford's like dad's. Fred's mountain climbing in Japan was funny to hear but not so funny for Fred when it happened. Then there was his skiing which was a hair raising story. What a life you had Fred. I forgave you when I looked out our window on 21st Ave. and saw my monopoly money "blowing in the wind." I couldn't have asked for a better brother than you. I will love you always Fred, your sister, Shirley

I am so saddened that we never got that lunch, Freddie. I had tried to call a couple of times only to get your voice mail. You will be missed terribly. You were such a wonderful man and friend. Hopefully you and my mom are causing trouble in the "next realm" of existence...
You were patient and kind and will never be forgotten....

It's been a hard year coping with the loss of our only brother.  I do believe in signs and the first thing this morning on the lst. anniversary of Fred's passing, I saw his beautiful smile. His business calling card was by my lamp and there was Fred with his infectious smile. Our telephone conversations on life and politics are missed. No one could tell jokes better than Fred. My "little" brother would amaze me with his stories of his adventures growing up. A kind sweet person that was loved by all. Rest in peace dear brother and I will treasure you always. Your sister, Shirley

Missing you, Brother. No more goofy phone calls in Swedish accents. I think about you all the time, but more so on your birthday the 4th. We both knew that our last time together wasn't a good bye, but until we meet again. What a blessing it was to have you for a little brother.