Fred is an epicurean, but not a glutton. He’s an impeccably sharp dresser, but not a snob. And he’s knowledgeable about pretty much everything, but never pedantic. He’s just a guy who enjoys the finer things in life, from double munk straps to a straight shave to good scotch and moose meat. He’s particular, and opinionated, but certainly not, as he has occasionally claimed to be, a sociopath.
Here he is a couple of years ago looking debonair on a farm in Rigaud.
Happy birthday [for Tuesday], Fred.