Frederick Lasher Obituary

Mr Lasher was friends with my dad, they both played baseball (after Fred retired from Pro-ball) against each other. I remember one time the team my dad was managing, was short a few players, me being only 15 at the time, I was able to play. When it was my turn to bat, Fred hit me with a pitch, he sincerely walked over to firstbase and asked me if I was OK. I said as any dumb teenager would say, Mr Lasher, you don't throw hard enough any more. He smiled and said wait until the next time you come to bat : )
I do always remember him and my dad sitting around talking baseball what seemed like forever after the game. I was smart enough to take away all of the knowledge I could gather. He was an amazing guy, and a true sportsman, and seemed to be friends with everyone.

OMG I just heard. Uncle Fred was our hero when we were kids. Some of my earliest memories are of him building a sledding hill in our back yard on Violet Ave. in Poughkeepsie. Then he dug out the innards so we had an igloo. If what I am reading is correct, he gave a lot more kids that same kind of joy. He helped teach me how to skate and I remember him speed skating on Morgan Lake. I also remember him getting yelled at for wearing speed s. ates at the IBM rink in Poughkeepsie...:-D (Dad worked at IBM and had a club membership there). He also taught me how to ice fish at that same lake. I remember coming home with a mess of Crappies, and Nana Lasher screaming about how she was not going to clean them. So we did, and they were yummy. Then there was the baseball...he would always visit us during the winter before having to report for spring training. And when he finally made the majors, mom and I visited him, Aunt Judy, and Corey in Dearborn (Detroit). I got to go to the clubhouse, and still have the book and a baseball with the autographs of all of the players on that '68 World Series Team. I got to play in the father / son game as he didn't have a son yet, and being a little league all star at the time, got a single off of Daryl Patterson (he was lobbing pitches into the kids, and I smacked one to short right field). I also wound up with a signed catchers mitt from Bill Freehan. Then on the way back home, Uncle Fred was met at a stop light with Gates Brown, who yelled "Freddie!!" and Uncle Fred yelled back "Gator!! Gates had a Camaro, which slowly but surely pulled away from Uncle Fred's Chrysler New Yorker that he had at the time. My 5th grade class didn't believe that I was related to a major leaguer, so when they played the Yankees one day, he took the time to come up to the Poughkeepsie area and visit my 5th grade class. Everyone got autographs, and he took in my play rehearsal that same day, Then we got to spend time with Aunt Judy's family during the world series where we saw 3 games in Detroit and Uncle Fred's 2 scoreless innings where he also picked off Curt Flood trying to steal second base. After baseball, he moved to Wisconsin, and no matter how much we wanted to, my mom just couldn't afford to go see her brother very often. We went out one time after junior year in High School, and had a blast at the lake. Zach would come and poke me every morning to wake me up, and I remember Aunt Judy's coffee (brown water)..:-) I went to work with Uncle Fred that week and learned a few things about sheetrocking. I loved those times and remember them like they were yesterday. I wish that our families were closer, not only in distance. Life gets away from all of us, and we don't get to say I love You enough. Let me know when the service will be. Rest in Peace Uncle Fred, and hope we can have a catch when I get there.....or just go fishing. I Love You.

To Freddie's family, My brothers, Bob and Harald Berge, were friends of Freddie's from Poughkeepsie. I remember him being at our house often. Many times it was to play poker at our dining room table, my dad, brothers, Freddie along with another friend of theirs, Ira Adelmann. Since I couldn't play (too young!) I would sit in a chair next to Freddie and he would pat my head. I was his "lucky charm". Sadly, we are at an age when we hear that many of our childhood friends are passing. Please know that we have good memories of Freddie and hope that your memories help you through this time. Karen

Fred was one of my coaches at Tigers Fantasy Camp 2003.
He invited anyone to visit his home.
We (Debbie) & I visited his entire the yr one of his children was married at his home. I videotaped the entire day and made copies for the family. We enjoyed Fred & Judy's hospitality. Beautiful family Thoughts and prayers go out to the family. Dad & Mom are back together

I enjoyed our times together while Fred was with the Twins. I loved his free sprit!
Good memories