FRED F. ALBRIGHT, JR. SARATOGA SPRINGS - Fred Frank Albright, Jr., died Monday, March 12, 2012 at Saratoga Hospital surrounded by his loving family. Born in Troy, on November 8, 1945, he was the son of the late Dr. Fred F. Albright and Katherine Abare Albright. He graduated from Troy High School and attended Parsons and Miami Dade College. Fred was Vice President of Towne Construction & Paving of Schenectady, before retiring in 2010. He was an avid hockey player while attending school. With family and friends, Fred enjoyed his home on Saratoga Lake. He was the local tour guide, proudly taking his visitors for boat rides and providing history lessons. He was an accomplished water skier and could even ski barefoot. He loved to detail classic cars and bring them to auto shows. He enjoyed NFL Football and NASCAR. Some of his favorite moments were traveling the country with his two sons who completed in local, state and national BMX Bicycle races then displaying their many trophies. He leaves his beloved sons, Fred Frank Albright, III (Amanda), Timothy Martin Albright (Bridget) all of Saratoga Springs, his granddaughter Ryleigh Katherine Albright, twin brother Michael Albright (Mary) of Clifton Park, his former wife Marilyn Mahar Albright and many nieces, nephews and close friends. The family wishes to express its gratitude particularly to Uncle Ed and Aunt Marge DerGurahian; the doctors, nurses and staff of Saratoga Hospital; as well as Dr. Desai and his staff of Brigham and Women's Hospital, Boston, for all their care and support of Fred. Funeral services will be held at 10:00 a.m. Thursday at the McLoughlin & Mason Funeral Home, corner of 109th Street and Third Avenue, Lansingburgh with Nancy Volks officiating. Calling hours will be Wednesday from 4 to 7 p.m. at the funeral home.
Frank Van de Kerkhove
I was sad to hear that Fred passed away in March. I last saw Fred at the 40th class reunion, 1000 Acres Ranch, just west of Lake George. I'm so glad we had that opportunity to get together and take that walk down memory lane. Fred and I sat next to each other in Mr. Gibson's homeroom for four years so I heard a lot of his stories, the good and the bad. I remember him walking in one morning with his arm in a sling and holding pictures of one of his many cars after it had hit the tree. We were never that close as friends but we enjoyed each other's company, even after 40 years. My sincere condolences to Fred's family and loved ones.
Frank A. Van de Kerkhove