2019 has
been a year of mortality as I lost another friend. Fred Jones in his early 90s
recently passed. Mensa Fred graduated
from UC Berkeley with a Masters in biology. He was a Bighorn or large horn
sheep expert. Fred, the mountain man, spent
a lot of time on horseback observing and gathering data.
Gov. Pat
Brown appointed Fred to head the California State Parks system. During that
time, Fred and Wendell Robie met. Wendell wanted favors from Fred and in their
exchange Wendell arranged for Paige Harper to lend Fred a horse for him to ride
Tevis. Riding with Wendell and Paige resulted in improving Fred’s equine
skills. After the Tevis ride completion, Wendell Robie was injured, and asked Fred
to hand out award buckles to the finishers. I had Fred provide additional
information regarding Wendell that I included in “It Has Nothing to Do with
Age.”
Ronald
Reagan, elected governor, fired Fred from his state park position. Fred then
worked for the Department of Interior and was sent to Iran. Fred and his wife
Gloria became good friends of the Shah of Iran’s brother. He has many super
stories and their home was filled with artifacts from that experience.
Fred and
Gloria have a travel club called the Vagabundos del Mar. They have traveled all
over Mexico but have their home base in Loretto. Linda and I were their guests
and we went whale watching etc. while visiting them in Loretto.
When I ran
the Western States 100, I told Fred that I would likely enjoy a Popsicle at the
16 mile marker of the run which is near our home. Incidentally, that trail is
called the Robie. Fred followed my progress on the Internet and then they met
me at the appropriate time. Sure enough, that Popsicle hit the spot. Fred kept the
Popsicle cold with dry ice. It was perfect.
About six
months ago or so, Tony and I were heading out for our run. A bent over Fred was
walking up his steep driveway. I told Tony that I was looking at my future
[Fred’s about 12 years older than I am]; and that Tony was looking at his
future by being with me [I am about 12 years older than Tony].
Loss is one
of the problems of aging. We are present one minute, and gone the next. With
aging comes sadness, but good memories. And with loss, I think about my own
mortality. This year has been tough and a real challenge. I miss Fred.
PS
Other
friends that I have written about in my book that have passed include: Jonathan
Jordan, Bob Edwards, Mark Richtman, Jim Steere, Jim Harris, Bud Johns, Jack
Sholl and Warren Hellman. Unbelievable when I think about it.