My father was the most dependable person I’ve ever known. If he said he was going to do something, he did it. You never had to remind him of anything. If he said he was going to be somewhere he was there 30 minutes early. Dad was a great provider. (His children never wanted for anything.) Dad filled my childhood with music and to this day music is one of the most important things in my life.  Dad was always my biggest art fan and critic. When I began painting in an art league he took it upon himself to fund my work... he began randomly dropping off overly generous gift cards for Michaels and Hobby Lobby just to make sure I had the supplies I needed. I actually had to ask him to stop gifting me. He never needed or wanted thanks. The day he died I had a charity art auction which he had planned to attend. He had also planned to engage my mother in a bidding war that promised to be one for the history books. I really wish I could’ve seen that.  My dad was a great father but my greatest joy was watching him in his role as “PawPaw” to my daughter. I was able to witness his softest and sweetest side. He wrote my daughter a poem the day she was born. Only softies do that! My dad was a poet, an intellectual, a Civil War expert, a master debater, and the first person you’d choose to be on your team. My dad kept a handwritten excerpt from “Taps” pinned on a note board near his bed which brought me comfort when he passed on. I’ve included the photo of that excerpt. I will miss his advice, his sarcasm, his humor, his stubbornness, his unapologetic singing voice, and really just everything his life and presence brought to our family. 

My dad was such a genuine person.  I think above all else, that is the main thing I would say about him.  He put up no false pretenses.  He was who he was.  I loved when he told us stories about his childhood or jokes from long ago.  To hear my dad talk with relatives at family reunions was my favorite ever.  He didn’t really talk about himself much, so when other family members got him talking about his life, it was the best.  Thank you for sharing stories on here.  I know my dad had a good life with all the people he loved.  I’m so grateful for him.

Homer and Evon, 
If you read this, please contact me at Hayleyf3@hotmail.com. We have missed you and would love to reconnect with you, you've been a huge part of my dad's life and we want to keep you in ours

Hayley your MDA Microbiology family is here for you.  We were sad to hear about the loss of your Dad.  You and your family are in our thoughts and prayers.  

I WORKED WITH TIM AT HARRIS COUNTY BUILDING ENGINEERS  81-82  88-93. WE MADE A GOOD CREW OF TWO. WE  WE DID MAINTENANCE ALL OVER HARRIS  CO .WE GOT TO KNOW AND LOVE  TIM AND TERESA'S CHILDREN WE KIND OF WATCHED THEM GROW. ONE SUMMER ALL FOUR KIDS CAME FOR TWO WEEKS ME AND EVON THOUGHT THEY  WOULD WANT TO GO SHOPPING ,BUT THEY SET UP MY TRAIN SET AND I THINK WE PLAYED TRAIN ALMOST THE WHOLE TWO WEEKS. ME AND TC. WHAT I CALLED HIM OR TIMOTHY CHARLES.THE KIDS WOULD CRACK US UP WE LAUGHED SO MUCH.WE ALWAYS ENJOYED GOING OUT AND FINDING A PROBLEM GO FIX IT.ME AND TIM WENT DEEP SEA FISHING ONE WEEK END.CAPTAIN WAS TOO DRUNK,SO THE FIRST MATE TOOK US OUT WATER WAS SO ROUGH THAT THE PEOPLE ON RIGHT SIDE TOSS THEIR LINE AND PEOPLE ON THE OTHER SIDE WAS CATCHING THE LINE COMING UNDER THE BOAT. ME AND TIM WAS SEA SICK ,WE WERE ON THE MAIN DECK TIM LOOKED AT ME AND SAID ''PETE,ARE WE HAVING FUN YET. WE WENT TOPSIDE TO SECOND DECK AND LAY DOWN .BUD. I HAVE BEEN TRYING TO FIND YOU FOR  5 YEARS. THIS IS VERY SAD,ME AND TIM BECAME LIKE BROTHERS HR AND EVON PETERSON

I will always remember the joy he brought to this family. Loved all his visits and the laughs we shared at the breakfest table. I will miss you Uncle Tim but I kmow I will see you again along with all my loved ones in Heaven.  I was blessed to be one of your peeps. I love you Uncle Tim.

Uncle Tim was a man full of knowledge. He was a very logical man and loved to sum everything up into little sayings such as: "it is what it is"; "my peeps"; "deal with it".... one of the last special memories I shared with Uncle Tim, was traveling with him to the family reunion.  We left early enough to stop at a Texas museum. Nothing extraordinary.... just extra special because it was with MY UNCLE TIM. I'm going to miss him so much. He encouraged me so much and loved hearing about my trips. He wanted every detail so he could feel as if he took the trip himself. 

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Timothy Charles Fritsche

9 June, 1951 – 23 February, 2019

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