Below are our classmates that are no longer with us. If you would like to leave a tribute please click on the classmate and leave your message and once notified the administrator will approve your message. Thanks for honoring them with your thoughts.
I sat next to Jay in Mrs. Wroten's 2nd and 3rd grade class, with James Hilburn. I can see it like it was yesterday. What a nice guy, can't ever remember him getting crossed with anyone.
From Ken Tubbs on April 25th, 2010
i've known Jay all my life. I first met Jay through an inspiring special educational man named Carl Andrews. Now back then, they were'nt called special ed teachers. Let's just say he helped needy kids. Mr Andrews adopted a boy named Kevin Schultz after he ran away from home and tried to jump onto a moving train and lost his legs from that event. Kevin was better known as KK. For all you guys and gals that went to Broadmoor Elementary, you know who i'm talking about. Now KK, Jay, and I. " sometimes Co Co and Mike", would accompany us when we would ride around on weekends with his new father Carl picking up coke bottles to cash in for cold drinks and goodies. So after we played in the only indoor basketball gym in Baton Rouge that i knew of. We would have refreshments. Back then, playing in a indoors gym was a big deal for a kid. Gym was at a downtown church that Mr. Andrews attended. Jay, if your reading this right now. I've got a cold drink and some goodies to share with you.
From Dixie Elliott on March 12th, 2010
In second grade I spoted Jay on the playground and fell in love with his brown eyes, wavy brown hair and his crooked smile. Miss ya man!!
From James Hilburn on March 9th, 2010
I knew Jay since 1st Grade. He was one of the coolest guys I've ever known. He was my friend.
I went to school with John since 2nd grade. I remember one Monday morning the teacher (Mrs. Walker I believe) asked us to write a poem about current events. I don’t remember my poem, but I do remember John’s. It was a poem about the boxing match that happened the night before. The Frasier Ali fight was fresh on John’s mind and he as excited about it. At the time it seemed to be just another fight but looking back it was a panicle event. John always seemed to have a higher awareness of the world around him and all of us. We all knew back then that John would be a success at whatever he wanted to do. Becoming a physician was a natural step in his advancement and nobody was surprised.
From Annelise Fritchie on February 1st, 2014
So I am 20 now. It is 2014. Its been nearly 13 years. I still can't forget you. I cried again this morning. I cry often. I think of things like....How I missed the third grade Father daughter dance. Who will walk me down the isle one day? Who will I dance the Father Daughter dance with. What would my life have been like if I grew up happily with my mom and my dad? Would I still have this panic disorder? I just have so many questions. I watched a video today of young girl being reunited with their fathers. They surpirsed them coming home from the army. I wish I could just run towards you and jump up in your arms. I know that can't happen. I have got about 65 years left on this earth with out you. Look out for my daddy. I miss you so much. Love, your one and only baby girl.
From Sharon Naquin on August 31st, 2013
The world lost a wonderful soul and I lost a terrific friend. Our loss is heaven's gain.
From Sharon Naquin on August 26th, 2013
John was such a gentle soul with a a kind and giving heart. There is no way to reconcile with the fact that he left us much too soon, but I take comfort in knowing that he serves as an angel for many of us.
In loving memory,
Sharon Smith Naquin
From Annelise Fritchie on August 19th, 2011
I am Annelise. I am my John Fritchie's only child. My dad was loved by many people. After he played LSU football as the captain, he became an orthopedic doctor. His patients adored him, and he had such a caring heart for every person, whether he knew them or not. His pictures remain in the hospitals. His LSU uniform remains in his office building in a show case, inthe waiting room. I have recently turned 18. I would love to meet any of you who knew my dad. People say I am just like him. I cant say that for myself. I didnt get to know him that well, as I was younger when he passed away in 2001. My email is Annelise.Fritchie@gmail.com...Thank you so much. I love you daddy, and I miss you...Love Daddy's girl