Jeffrey A. Fries, 66, of Hudson, died Dec. 29, 2014. Survived by his 2 sons Steven and Scott; a daughter Amy McKensie; 2 brothers Robert and Jack; 1 sister Susan Ferrera; 2 granddaughters; and 1 great-granddaughter.
Jeffrey A. Fries, 66, of Hudson, died Dec. 29, 2014. Survived by his 2 sons Steven and Scott; a daughter Amy McKensie; 2 brothers Robert and Jack; 1 sister Susan Ferrera; 2 granddaughters; and 1 great-granddaughter.
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Some thoughts from Nephew Jason Fries
Growing up in a Fries household had many challenges and hardships that other families did not have to endure. If your last name is Fries chances are you are not putting your most used tools or favorite snacks on the top shelves unless you are trying to keep them away from the other height challenged Fries members. I cannot speak for other family members gathered in this room today but as a Fries I was never in the running for "most popular" in school or "most gifted athlete" on the sport team as that is not really how the Fries family was built. As a Fries male, on more than one occasion, I have been accused of being aggressive, stubborn and unbending in my beliefs. I spent my childhood hearing my father say the Fries family motto is: "Carry your own water", and never heard him say "work smarter not harder". Put these
together and it explains why many of us know what it's like to have a sore back, broken bones and callused hands.
As a Fries male I am fiercely loyal to friends and family even when that loyalty has come at great cost. I am passionate and compassionate for ideas I believe in, and in people, even when their beliefs are different han my own. As a Fries I know what it feels like to beat a faster, stronger opponent who simply did not have the fight in them that I had in me. People who accuse a Fries of having a chip on their shoulder soon realized that it isn't a chip but a bucket heavy with water which we are determined to carry to it's destination. Carrying that water, at times makes our shoulders sore but our backs strong. I'm so proud of these strengths and challenges that have been given to me by my Fries family.
When I was younger I used to equate these traits with being the son-of-Jack, but as I got older and heard stories from my father about Grandpa, Grandma, Uncle Bob, Uncle Jeff and Aunt Sue, I realized I am not built upon a pillar of one man but on a foundation of many people that make up the Fries clan.
Sadly, our foundation has become weakened by the loss of the pillar that is and was Uncle Jeff. Years ago when I was told of Grandpa Fries' passing, I remembered feeling a great deal of shock and sadness at this news. I instantly felt how important he was to me, even though I rarely got to see him or to talk to him on the phone. I felt like the foundation that I so relied on to push against when I needed to carry a heavy load was simply weaker than it was the day before. When I heard about Uncle Jeff passing away I felt the same sense of shock and sadness, I felt the same sense of weakness in the foundation under my feet.
I know this weakness is temporary, I know the bricks laid down by Jeff are still there and I will feel them under my callused feet again, when it comes time for me to carry my own water. I'm greatful for bricks laid down by Uncle Jeff and saddened that he is not around to see the foundation grow. I love you all and wish you peace during this trying time.
Jason Fries
was a kind and loving man he loved the lord jesus Christ with all his heart and he worked to bring the knowledge of salvation to many other people he would preach at different churches and was very good at delivering the words of the bible jeff was my brother in law and we had a good relationship I loved him like brother ALOT of people miss him and I miss him he is absent from our lives but he is present with the lord I love you jeff
Jeffrey A Fries