Frederick Walker Smith Jr's Obituary
Fredrick was born June 21st, 1989 In San Fransisco, California and Was raised in San Diego, california. From the start Fred was a very smart child and he was good with numbers when he was only 4 years old... (mother) I remember I had $500 to spend on groceries by the time we got to the cashier Fred counted the groceries and added up the total. He had a wise mind, not only was he the best son, father, brother, friend, and cousin but he was the best person you could meet. His smile and his laugh was contagious. (Father) I remember when i was living in Las Vegas and Fred came and he did what he do best and that was eat up everything, he raided my kitchen. I was so mad and he didn't wash the dishes but through it all we had a father and son love, fussing and fighting but his grudges never stopped me from loving my son Fred Ir. Fredrick also known as the Mack was well respected and he deserved the best life possible. We are sickened by this tragic and unexpected loss of our angel.
Fredrick is survived by Father, Fredrick Smith, Mother, Kandie Harris, Sister, Armanni Barrera, daughter, Lydia Smith; and 11 cousins; aunties and uncles
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Fred's absense is truly something I'd never thought we'd be going through. I remember at a point in my life not too long ago when Fred was all I had left and this heart ache he left me with hurts in a way where I truly believe he had to have been all I had left. His guidance was unmatched. His mind, logic and what he represented had always inspired me even since a child and every instruction, way of life, constructive criticism and sentences he spoke or yelled towards me were always taken extremely serious by me whereas I knew he was serious by his passion. One thing I loved about Fred is he was never too proud to remind me that he loved me and now everytime he told me he did is forever burned into my mind and constantly on replay. I'm continuesly crying out at the sky begging him to tell me what to do next. For some reason I always made sure everything he told me was stained onto my brain and now that I'm facing this day all those lectures must have been preparation to make up for him not able to always b my side. His passion about perfection made me afraid to ever f%#@ up. Our similarities made us inseparable and I am proud to have been a product of him. Ilove u for an eternity Fred and ur words still meaning everything to me I feel broken in a million pieces but then I remember Fred telling me "keep it solid no matter the circumstances " —Adhmire
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