Fred Bolton Memorial

Fred Caswell Bolton

Fred C. Bolton died on Jan. 4, 2014 at the Goodwill Retirement Home in Grantsville, MD, at age 85. He was born in Charlotte, NC, the third child of Tommie Jones and John H. Bolton. In 1942 he moved to Washington, D.C., graduating from McKinley Tech High School and Wilson Teacher’s College. In 1952 he married Marie Gerardi and shortly thereafter enlisted in the U.S. Army, attending Officer Candidate School at Fort Belvoir, VA. The Army sent him to West Germany, where he taught for the Corps of Engineers in Murnau, was later a graduate student in history at Heidelberg University, entered the U.S. Civil Service, and taught for the University of Maryland, working also in Spain and France. In 1967 he returned to Washington, D.C. and worked for the U.S. Labor Department until retiring in 1979 to Grantsville, MD, where he taught history at the local community colleges. His tireless involvement in volunteer work included organizing the 1989 Canoe and Kayak Whitewater World Championships, the Music at Penn Alps program, as well as other activities dedicated to inspiring an appreciation for classical music in the region. He is survived by his sister, Jane Schulz of Kingsport, TN, his wife and five children, twelve grandchildren, and five great-grandchildren. A private memorial service will be scheduled upon his interment at Arlington National Ceremony. Memorial donations may be made in his name to the Music at Penn Alps Scholarship Fund, benefitting local students interested in classical music. Send to: Music at Penn Alps, PO Box 668, Grantsville, MD 21536

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2 Responses to Fred Bolton Memorial

  1. Lucy Bolton says:

    Thank you dear “Annie Boat” for your wonderful words about Dad. I, like you, know how much he loved life and admired his desire and skill to live it to the fullest. Besides his family, one of Dad’s deep loves was for classical music. I think this is where he and I connected the most. So, I’d like to share my thoughts on this and show how it I think it describes his desire to live life – in all it’s many facets – to the nth degree.

    Whenever Dad heard a piece of music that especially enthralled him, he “learned” it so that he could understand it as fully as possible. “Learning” a piece of music was a vigorous exercise. Carrie and Annie: Do you remember our early morning quizzes as we listened to the classical radio station over breakfast?!? The musical form of a piece had to be explained. The historical context of the composer’s life as well as his (or her!) emotional and intellectual background had to be studied. Comparisons between composers and even between one composer’s own outlay had to figure in the study too.

    My first “learning” session took place when I was a small child. It was to the recording of a Bach concerto. I’ll always remember the exciting – and deeply contagious – thrill of really “hearing” Bach’s voice. Later in life, we – Dad, Mom, Allan and I – enjoyed many wonderful evenings of concerts together. Still later and until his last moments, we continued our lively conversations about music, asking each other what we had heard most recently and exchanging our opinions and feelings.

    Music was a wonderful stand in for what was really at the heart of our exchanges. We shared a love for life, for our community, for each other. Thank you for that, dear Dad!

  2. annie b. richardson says:

    Daddie was alot of fun and excitement and laughter. He loved and explored many things in his rich life from gardening to books, to hiking, to sports to film to all the arts to good food and wine and he liked pretty things and pretty people and pretty ideas. He was brilliant at building things from houses to boats to train sets to gardens to bee hives and raising horses, kids, friends and theories. He believed in the advancement of all people and all theories. He gave everyone in his scope a chance to express and exercise. Daddie was generous and outspoken for those who couldn’t speak for themselves – often he ‘knew best’ and sometimes he confessed he ‘couldn’t know’. He was honest and he expected each one of us to do the best we could with what we had – there was no whining or complaining. We each pulled and held our weight whether muscle or opinion. And he had alot of muscle and opinion! If work wasn’t done ‘why not?’ He sure kept up with me! I am so grateful for his strength – he sure was a beautiful and lovely man. He also had the heart of a poet. At a fancy dept store, he’d ask us what we thought of such pearls for mom. He’d make us hike 2 mountains in one night so we’d have the mountain to ourselves in the morning. He’d share long crazy walks (death marches) expecting us to enter into his spirit of romantic adventure. He’d throw open the french doors and listen (enraptured) to opera at top volume. At my son’s wedding this past September, he wore a tie that had been my husbands.

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