Red-Vested Rockstar: Chuck Fried
Chuck is the second of 8 children, a father of 4, has 13 grandchildren and 2 (and 1/3) great grandchildren! He is a twice-retired insurance field adjuster, who is glad to have made the decision to volunteer at Children’s.
Why he ROCKS?! “I’ve wanted to volunteer at Children’s for years, but little things (grandchildren for instance) got my attention. Then, my three-year-old great-granddaughter had a birthday party. She invited all her (seven) girlfriends, and they dressed up like princesses with sparkly dresses and shoes. They took over the house with laughter, shouting, singing and dancing. They had such a great time and convinced me that kids can be nice, fun creatures! I wish I would have figured this out sooner and come down (to Children’s) right away when I retired (for the second time) in 2003.
Prior to retiring I was an insurance field adjuster for thirty-four years. When I started, I carpooled with two other fellows. The long ride from St. Paul to the Minneapolis claim office gave us time to talk business; we discussed how we had to send a lot of the claims to outside, or independent, adjusters, and started comparing what we were paying out (with our salaries) for their services. This eventually led us to the decision to form our own firm of independent adjusters.”
Favorite thing to do outside of volunteering? “Outside of volunteering, and playing with the ‘grands’ and ‘greatgrands’, I finally have time to read, especially current authors and classics that I never had time for.”
If you could create a new candy bar, what would be in it and what would you name it? “As far as creating my own candybar, the Reeses people did that with their “Fastbreak” bar: chocolate covered peanut bar mounted on nougat. It’s my favorite and I only waited about eighty years for it!”
Share a favorite volunteer experience or story: “I had a very rewarding experience a couple of weeks after I started. The nurse invited me into the room of a toddler who had been crying and coughing for hours. I went around the bed and put my arm through the bed bars. I started talking softly and rubbing his back… then I stopped talking and kept rubbing. Soon he stopped crying, but kept coughing… and then he stopped coughing. I kept rubbing, more gently. Then the nurse came in looking shocked- he had fallen asleep! She told me I did a good job, and I was pleased, because that was why I was there in the first place. It felt good to do the right thing.”