Fred J Kamp
(1926 - 2009)

Fred J Kamp

Montana, United States of America
April 17, 1926

Washington, United States of America
December 7, 2009

Fred J Kamp was born April 17, 1926 in the Bozeman Deaconess Hospital to John T and Elizabeth de Ruig Kamp. Fred grew up living in Amsterdam and graduated from the Manhattan High School in 1944. Fred married Cynthia Corrine Stipe on November 27, 1945. They had four children – Bonnie, Evelyn, Chuck and Connie. They owned and lived on a wheat farm north of Three Forks. In addition to the wheat farm, Fred opened a Pontiac, GMC and Studebaker dealership in Three Forks. After closing the dealership he worked a few years for the Cadillac Chevrolet dealership in Helena. Fred and family then moved back to the Three Forks wheat farm, operating it as well as the adjacent farm that belonged to his brother John who was residing in California at the time. Fred continued to operate the farm until 1979 when he turned control over to his son Chuck. Fred then became a real estate agent selling farms and ranches in the Bozeman area. From the mid 70’s through the mid 90’s Fred and Corrine spent most of their winters in the Palm Springs / Indio area. After selling their Palm Desert home, they made the Seattle area their primary residence. Two of Fred and Corrine’s daughters, Evelyn and Connie, and both of their growing families also live in the Seattle area. Fred died December 7, 2009 in Redmond, Washington. He was survived by his wife, Corrine, all four of their children, eleven grandchildren, fifteen great grandchildren, brothers Tom & John Kamp and sister Grace Bates. Fred was preceded in death by sisters Gertrude Jones & Elizabeth Byrd and grandson Ryan Kamp.

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Growing up on the farm next to Uncle Fred's farm, I was around him and his family a great deal. Probably too much as far as He and Aunt Corinne were concerned. Chuck has always been like a brother to me, and it seemed when Chuck and I got together, we had to find a way to go just a little too far. So both Uncle Fred and Aunt Corinne both turned up the radar a bit when I was around!

About a year and a half ago, my Dad and I visited Uncle Fred while I was getting a stem cell transplant in Seattle. The 3 of us were talking, and Uncle Fred started chuckling. I asked him what was so funny. He recalled the summer he was running both his farm and Dad's farm, and our family came up from California for a couple months of the summer and to help with harvest. Uncle Fred took me out to have me run tractor doing the rodweeding. He had showed me what to do, made a round of the field with me,turned me loose, and headed back to the shop. Within an hour, he looked out the shop window, and could see the rodweeder wrapped around and over the tractor, the product of me turning way too sharply. We spent about an hour getting it untangled, and I was waiting the whole time to get blasted and fired. After he had straightened everything out, He said only "OK, let's get back to work". He said my response was "WHAT? You still want me to work for you after that screw up?" He said he laughed all the way back to the shop and always remembered the look on my face.

Later that same summer, we had a big crew for harvest with 4 combines and several grain trucks all working feverishly to keep pace. Uncle Fred's job was to supervise, keeping everything working and timed correctly, anticipating problems. Therefore he was usually running around in a pickup, coordinating things. My job was to drive the combine, which had no cab, and I was constantly covered in chaffe and sweaty. Every morning I would jokingly ask him if I could please run the pickup that day. He would just laugh. As harvest progressed, he often would drive one of the grain trucks, which looked great to me compared to the combine. So then I seriously started to ask him to let me drive truck. The response was always "You really have to pay attention to things to drive truck. That harvest, Uncle Fred would, not once but twice, take the end wall out of our elevator when he hastily left the elevator with the box still up on the truck. Each day, I would say to him "You really have to pay attention when you're driving truck." He never replied with words, only a sly smile. I'm sure he was thinking of the rodweeder...

My love for Uncle Fred grew steadily over the years. As a kid, I thought he didn't really like me. As a young man, we started to have some moments where we clicked and connected. As an adult, I began to really understand him and appreciate him. As he retired and I really got to see him as he was, I came to really appreciate the man he was and especially appreciate our times through the years together. I will miss him dearly, and be greatful for the quiet example he set as a family man.
Dan Kamp (nephew)
March 29th, 2010
We credit Dad as the man who conceived the idea of the Forever Stamp. I just came across a copy of a “Letter to the Editor” that Dad had published in the Indio paper years before the stamp came out. I want to share his letter as I think it gives so much insight into the man he was. I can almost hear him as I read his letter.

Stamp Foolishness

Please write your congressman now! Ask him or her to change the rules? When we buy a first-class stamp, it should be good for whenever we use it. Why should 100,000,000 of us have to drive to the post office, stand in line for 15 to 20 minutes to buy a few 1-cent stamps? And then lick the messy little things on every envelope we mail! Why?

The Postal Service could simply identify the stamp as a first-class, then when they need more money simply raise the price and continue to use the same stamp. We could use the ones we have left just as they are, but all our future purchases would cost more. The additional postage for extra ounces could be handled in a similar manner.

Please, let’s get rid of this costly, time-consuming foolishness! Surely Congress can mandate the change. I’m surprised it hasn’t been handled this way for years.

Fred Kamp, Indio

And now we have the Forever Stamp!
Evelyn DenHerder (daughter)
January 16th, 2010
One of my first memories of Grandpa involves eating squash for the first time. Not something I enjoyed, but Grandpa told me that I should keep trying things I don't like because one day I might change my mind. And sure enough, I love the taste of squash. He also told me I should chew each bite 50 times before swallowing; I haven't quite learned that kind of patience.
Having Grandpa & Grandma living next to us on the farm was such a comfort. All three of us kids loved being able to leave home and go to Grandpa & Grandma's. Ryan even packed a sack one time when he was mad at my mom and with the intent of running away from home, headed up to their house.
The time when we all went to Disney Land and we were staying with Grandpa & Grandma in Palm Dessert was so much fun. Grandpa took Ryan (in the center) & I on a ride in his golf cart. I think we were headed to the club house. Grandpa warned me to hold on tight. He liked to drive that cart fast around corners, and at one I just went rolling out of the cart. Grandpa was so impressed with how good I did, he said I just tucked and rolled.
Grandpa and Grandma picked us up in Montana in their motorhomes, and would take us to visit our Dad. I loved falling asleep on the bed, directly over the engine. Grandpa could handle that huge vehicle like it was a sports car.
Grandpa had an amazing smile and a warm embrace, each and everytime I saw him! I will miss him very much.
Betsy Birdsley (Granddaughter)
January 15th, 2010
My condolences to Aunt Corrine and Uncle Fred's entire family. I always remember my aunt and uncle as grandma and grandpa Kamp, thanks to Jan and Jill. What a blessing to have known and been touched by Uncle Fred's presence.
Brenda Mayo (Tiahrt) (niece)
January 3rd, 2010
Ditto Diana's. What a wonderful memorial web site with stories and pictures.
Leonard J Baluski (Daughter's TFHS Classmate)
December 28th, 2009
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"Chuck, What an Awesome memorial you have created for your Dad,it is beautiful. Reading his history and everyone's comments, he truly had to have been a wonderful man.My Love, thoughts and prayers are with you. Your a great person yourself and a fore"
Susie Rosa
February 25th, 2010
"What a cutie Fred was in my life! The twinkle in his eye when he was teasing me! He always tickled me with his sense of humor. Friend of Chuck's"
Jeannie Corkum
December 25th, 2009
"A lovely tribute to a lovely man. I got to know Mr Kamp because of my friend, Connie. I appreciated his friendly welcome and warm hospitality. Much Love to the family"
Jeanne Albright
December 19th, 2009
"Beautiful tribute to your Dad Evelyn. I so enjoyed both your dad and your mom as we got to know them through our many years of baseball. Our love, thoughts and prayers are with you and your family."
Don and Wendy Ditter
December 18th, 2009
"What a wonderful tribute! BEAUTIFUL pictures and web site! I got to know Fred later in life and he was always charming with such a sweet smile. Great family man...they broke the mold!! Gretchen"
Gretchen Briscoe
December 14th, 2009


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