words from Kevin Christensen

I met Fred Pecker in a Santa Rita jail cell. We had both spent the morning sitting in the street together with dozens of other folks – including 7 other cell mates – and 100’s of others rallying to support locked out workers. Members of Unite Here 2850.We were all arrested by Alameda County Sheriff for blocking…

My Fond Memories of Fred

I was a teenager with Fred, in Queens. We met on the street corner, we hung out. We didn’t go to the same public schools, but Astoria and Queensview was where it was at. It was where we grew up, along with a lot of kids on that corner, 21st Street and 34th Avenue. A…

How to create a post here

Hello friends, family, and loved ones of all ages — . We have been overwhelmed by the many stories about and tributes to my dad, Fred, that have come our way in cards, Facebook posts, and phone calls in the weeks since we lost him.  Speaking just for myself, these looks at the many lives…

Bright Moments with Fred and Jazz

By Bill Herbert williamandrewherbert[at]gmail.com Rahsaan Roland Kirk said it the best at the Keystone Korner in San Francisco in 1973: “Bright Moments is like hearing some music that ain’t nobody else heard, and if they heard it they wouldn’t even recognize that they heard it because they been hearing it all their life but they…

A note from Sue

Welcome to our site for sharing memories and thoughts about Fred Pecker, whom we lost on December 20, 2018. Many friends, relatives, loved ones, colleagues, and compañeros have written beautiful words about Fred. Let’s continue that writing here (as an alternative to Facebook, which has some unpleasant practices around our privacy or lack thereof). Fred…