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Fred "Freddie" William Kennedy
Fred William Kennedy, a native of Las Vegas, passed away peacefully surrounded by his family at a local hospital, January 21, 2023. Fred was born April 21, 1947, to Betty Elizabeth Hall and Frederick John Kennedy. He was married to the love of his life, Pamela Lynn Kennedy for 46 years. Fred was an avid hunter, fisherman and loved the game of golf. He left a lasting impression to all those that had the pleasure of knowing him and will be known for his many “Freddie Boy” stories. He was survived by his loving and devoted wife, Pamela Kennedy; sons Ben “Benji” (Kristen) Kennedy, Kyle and Steven Kennedy; daughter, Hilary Kennedy and grandchildren, Bella, Hank, Abe, Brooklyn and Brayden. There will be no funeral or memorial services. Instead because of Fred’s love for the outdoors, please consider donating to, Nevada Wildlife Federation in honor of him.
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Jill Barnard
Freddie attended John C. Fremont with us, and went to LVHS our sophomore year. The family moved and Freddie graduated from Western High School.
Craig Jolley
One Saturday I showed up at John S. Park for some hoops, summer after 7th grade. Some skilled players, fairly serious intent. Defense was mainly staying front of your man, keeping him off the boards. Kenyon Moss, Chris Kelly, Bill Griffiths, Darryl Spencer, Grant Cox, Jim Gubler may have played. Don't think the 8½' baskets were up yet, but either way we played on the 10' court, blacktop. Half court, 4 on 4. I've never been much of a shooter, but my shots went in that day.
20 minutes in Fred Kennedy rides across the grass from the Sweeney Street gate, clearly not there for basketball, happy to stay on his bike--don't think it was a chopper, maybe a child's bike with long handlebars, small wheels, controllability at 1 or 2 mph. At first Fred stays on the grass but gradually starts cutting across corners near half court, occasionally bobbing in in front of a player (but never near the ball), taunting Jim Gubler. "Hook shot, Gubie, hook shot." "Hey, Gubie, why don't you pass it for once." Eddie Haskell without overtones. He observes the difference between joking around and interfering with the game. Everybody but me knows Fred so the game goes on without incident or even much notice of him. Gubie is capable of dishing it out but thick-skinned. Even a mild reply would have broken the comradery.