John Sebastian Frey 1926-2011

Grandpa Frey died Monday night after battling Parkinson's disease in his later years. He never complained about his affliction. He did as much as he could for himself for as long as he could. He was grateful for the efforts of his family to keep him home and comfortable as long as possible.

He grew up one of ten children in a small house in Corning. He played football, served his country, and graduated from Princeton and Harvard Law School. He was proof that hard work will lead to success.

He was highly intelligent and had a remarkable memory. It was never necessary to say things to him twice, and he remembered every thing ever told to him. He disliked telling jokes, saying, as his mother did, that one should only tell jokes about oneself. Yet, he always got the joke. He was delighted by his children and grandchildren, and they are his legacy.

It was an honor to help care for him in his last years. I will miss him.

How many thousand walks did we not go together, so that we still turn to see if he is following at his padding gait, attentive to the invisible trails. Not the least hard thing to bear when they go from us, these quiet friends, is that they carry away with them so many years of our own lives. Yet, if they find warmth therein, who would grudge them those years that they have so guarded? Nothing else of us can they take to lie upon with outstretched paws, and chin pressed to the ground; and, whatever they take, be sure they have deserved. - John Galsworthy

By Way of Reply

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And a request was made some time ago for the Tickets to Pittsburgh joke which has pleased many generations of Murphies. This is it, to the best of my knowledge:

A priest and a rabbi approach the train ticket window where the young lady behind the counter is quite clearly braless. The priest says, "We'd like two pickets to Tittsburgh, please!" The Rabbi says, "Yes, and can we have our change in dimes and nipples?"

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