
Happy Birthday Fred
I miss you.
You're in my thoughts
and in my heart,
as always!
Reflecting of life . . . to love and be loved is the greatest joy on earth. This blog is dedicated to Fred Crickman.
The autumn's chill and briskly air outside brings me back to that horrific memory of my husband untimely death ... I miss him so much that my heart still aches. Fred, you're in my mind and my thoughts 7/24 since that darkest date of my life as I stood there held your hand and praying that God wouldn't take you away... time passes by so fast but as for me it seems like yesterday as I was sitting by your bed next to you in the hospital room in Chicago. We're talking about our future, our work, our children, and your new tavern in Spring Valley. I remember you're so excited about that bar ever since you begun to write its business plan and working toward your MBA degree at the same time. You graduated that September and didn't get a chance to attend your graduation ceremony, so on your behalf I went to Frostburg University that fall and received your diploma for you... and I remember you said that you couldn't wait to go back there (tavern) to see how well its doing. If ONLY I've known of your condition then I'd have fought back with you and hospital staffs to keep you in the hospital few more days until your poor heart is well again but I didn't know, I couldn't tell... and that same night in a blink of an eye you were gone... forever. Leaving me and the kids all alone. I still am blaming myself for not thinking clearly during those crisis moments. Life is so hard without you. You're in my heart and I love you still...
Fred would be out of his mind, he would have gone stir crazy if he was here... as you all know he was a Die-Hard Cubs Fan all of his 58 and some years. On Sunday, September 14, 2008, Chicago Cubs played against the Houston Astros at the Miller Park in Milwaukee...because of the effect of Hurricane Ike in Houston, pitcher Carlo Zambrano threw a no-hitter and the Cubs won 5-0. The first no-hitter for the Cubs in 36 years. Cubs defeated the Astros 6-1 again on Monday night game...
My dearest Fred, my love, I wish you were still here with me today. I would bake you a biggest chocolate cake ever to celebrate your birthday and knowing that our children and grandchildren would love to celebrate your seventy-third birthday with you and watch you blow out all of the candles on the cake, however...




Not too long after we moved into our new home at Adriatic Place, I was pregnant with my second child. Fred was still working at COMSUBDEVGRU ONE at Point Loma. Elaine and Don are living next door (you can see their car parks next door in the picture). We bought our first new BUG prior to Steven's birth.
And then on an early fine day of January 1973 Jennifer Marie arrived at Script Hospital in Torrey Pine, San Diego. Fred was so thrilled happy to finally having a little girl as a daughter after five consecutive boys. Although he adores and very prouds all of his sons. That morning after he asked his mom to watch Steven and brought me two dozens of powder pink baby roses when he came to see me at the hospital. I can still see that big happy smile on his face like it just happened yesterday.

We stayed at John and Meridith Sutphen's home in Chula Vista for few weeks before settled in an appartment at Ward Road in late summer of 1971. John was an admin guy who replaced Fred on his first tour in Vietnam. We became good friend ever since.
In the meantime, we were all looking around for a house to buy. We finally found a new housing development in Mira Mesa area... In the midst of shopping and buying a house, my baby boy was born at the Naval Balboa Hospital in early autumn that year. Steven, the Duke (Fred gave him that nick name), he was such a bundle of joy to us. We bought our first brand new three-bedroom home, one car garage for only $25,500.00 (could you believe the price of housing at that time!!!) at Adriatic Place in Mira Mesa, San Diego. Elaine and Don also bought one with a two bedrooms right next to us. We all stayed at the apartment and awaiting for our new home to be built...


The 747 jet was full of GIs returning to States after their one-year tour of duty. I think I was the only pregnant female on that plane. Its stopped to refueling at Guam, Hawaii, and finally San Francisco. At left, I took that picture of Fred at Honolulu airport right after we landed. After we've gotten the baggages, then we rented a car and began driving to San Diego.
We drove through the Golden Gate Bridge. I saw it for the first time... so cool and exciting!!! We also stopped at Salinas Valley (often call the salad bowl of the nation, Fred said) for dinner that night. Everything are so new, different than what I've pictured in my head before coming to States... and seem so strange to me, and of course I am already homesick.
We got married on Saturday, May thirtieth. A simple ceremony and vows exchange in front of my parents was short and sweet.

On the day of our wedding Fred with his best men Captain Meyers (L) and Tom Brozowsky (R) carried traditional Vietnamese dowdry trays of beetle nuts and leaves, fruits and whiskies) to his bride's home for ceremony. The trays are covered with satin red cloth. Picture below was Fred and my older brother Vinh Phu who died shortly after our first child (Steven) was born.
Our custom is that the groom must buy jewelries (ring and earings) for his bride and he has to present the dowdry in front of her parents before the ceremony.
At left - Fred putting a ring on my finger while my mom putting earing on me with the help of my aunt. Dad is observing at right.

Above is Fred, my Mom, me and my Dad

Our wedding cake... though its small, sweet, and oh so... very romantic.
Above left is our boss, Colonel Anderson is giving us best wishes. Fred is watching me gulping down a shot of toast.
More well-wishes and lots of toasts.


With my sisters, cousin, niece (PhuongDung), and my sister-in-law.
Today, September 18, 2007 marks a-14 years anniversary of Fred's passing. He was my beloved husband and my one and only best friend. He was a wonderful father of our two children Steve and Jennifer, and his four sons: Rick, Jeff, Dan, and Mike of his first marriage. He was a great brother of Bob and Geraldine.




