Henry Albert Fried

Hank leaves behind his wife Margaret who was truly the love of his life. Hank and Margaret were together for over 30 years and she was the Margaret to his “Dennis the Menace”.

He loved his children of course, Patricia (Mark), Laurie and Henry (Kathy) with a fierceness fueled by intense pride. But it was his five grandsons that gave his life so much meaning. They were his proof of a life well lived. For all five boys, Ryan, Conor, Matthew, Christian and (“little”) Henry, Pop Hank was an integral part of their lives. He visited the four oldest colleges and was so proud at their college graduations. He had a very special place in his heart for his youngest grandchild, “little” Henry, and was a regular at his school and sporting events.

Hank, born in the Bronx in 1938 to Henry and Elizabeth Fried, never lost his New York sensibilities and “broke the mold” as he liked to say. He was famous for his “Hankism’s”; colorful and irreverent truisms that always made us laugh. He loved the 50's music, and in his earlier years was quite a good dancer. He loved football, especially watching the games of his children’s alma maters, BC and UT. Hank loved all thing’s chocolate, and his “sweet tooth was always killing him”. If eyes are the window to the soul, even as age changed his body, Hank had the most beautiful blue eyes striking in their color and vitality.

Hank served in the Navy from 1956-1959 and toured the Mediterranean. For most of his life he worked as a Millwright and Carpenter, ending as a business officer in the Millwrights Union 740. After retirement, Hank was glad to be able to travel visiting friends and family all over the country. Eventually, he and Margaret split their time between homes in Arizona and Long Island.

Hank leaves behind a beloved sister, Barbara, and her husband Patrick, who were not only family but dear lifelong friends. He was preceded in death by his sister Elizabeth and her husband John. He will be missed by dear friends and family in Syracuse, New York, where he spent summers with Elizabeth and John’s extended family.

We will announce a celebration of Hank’s life in the coming months. Hank would want any donations in his name to be made to the Tunnel to Towers Foundation, as he was very proud of his son Henry’s service as an FDNY firefighter and 9/11 First Responder.

“How lucky I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.” — Winnie The Pooh