John Fritzenkotter
Joe and I were friends for, over 50 years.
We both went to Stella Maris but didn’t really connect until our college years through a mutual friend. Many trips to Mexico and Borrego in his VW bus.We were roommates on Magnolia St ( PB) and later on Huerfano St (Bay Ho) aka Snake Ranch. Oh the capers we pulled.
I remember when he first went to work for Price Club. He kept talking about this girl Patty— so pretty, smart, and funny. Convinced he would marry her someday. The rest is history.
We had remained close and had lunch a couple weeks before he passed.
He remained very frugal and put into play all the lessons he learned from Harry Rudolf ( Harry’s Coffee Shop) where he worked in High School.
Even though it didn’t matter anymore he stayed true to his values. He’d tell me which Costco had the best gas pricing that week and how he was gonna leverage all his CC points towards the next cruise. I’d give mim a hard time but he took it in stride. That’s what friends do.
I’m really gonna miss Joey. He was a great friend.
