Ron Garcia
My dad, Albert Garcia and Al were good friends. They met while they both were serving in Vietnam. After their return, it seems like our families followed each other around. From Fort Leonard Wood, Mo., to Germany, to Washington state, our families would forever be connected. Dad always spoke highly of Fritz, that's what dad called Al. Our families even had season tickets for the Seahawks back in the King Dome days, not to far from each other. Not planned, like they both were named Albert, or they both were in the U.S. Army and served proudly in Korea and Vietnam, or had a big family full of kids & grandkids & great grandkids. I remember Fritz as being someone with a great sense of humor who loved his family. Dad passed a couple of years ago but i know he is excited to see his old friend again. To have a beer together, to laugh and tell a joke and reminisce about the good old days. Our sympathies, Ron Garcia and family