In Memory of Victor L. Freeman Sr.

If these walls could talk they could speak of a man who has worked with great heart to accomplish his plan.

They'd speak of the times that he's prayed in the night for the strength to go on and do what is right.

They'd speak of sweet moments of laughter and fun, the times with his children, his love for each one.

Oh, if they could talk, it would just be the start of a story of love, a great man, and his heart. ~Author Unknown

August 10, 1960- March 15, 2006

Son, Brother, Father, Uncle, Grandfather, and Friend.

Victor L. Freeman was born in Camden, New Jersey to

Grace Dawn and Bernard Freeman Sr.

He has left behind him three brother's

Bernard (Sonny) Freeman Jr.

Carroll (Ricky) Freeman, who has joined him on April 23, 2012 and

Daren (Macho) Freeman

Four children:

Theresa G. Brewster

Victor L. Freeman Jr.

Precious C. Clark

Tangaray T. Freeman

Two step-children

Ceara Dixon

Zhane Dixon

And now has a Son-in-law Richard Brewster

He loved Christopher Silva (called him uncle Spicy, Carrise Silva, and Victoria Silva as if they were his own.

Grandchildren at the time was just Imani Gordon now there is:

Rashaud Brewster

Isaiah Brewster

Adonijah Freeman

Anastaysia Freeman

Ariel Shy

Aria Freeman-Kaleem

Julian Lugo

And a whole host of nieces, nephews, other relatives and friends whom he loved dearly.

He served in the U.S. Army, he had an honorable discharge as a specialist 4 in August 1982. He had degrees in numerous fields; he was very intelligent, had a sense of humor larger then life, an amazing cook, and an all around great guy. Anyone who crossed his path, wanted to know more about him. He truly believed that "Another man's trash is another man's treasure (HIS)!"

He was so many things for so many people and he was everything to me, he wasn't always the best father, but who isn't without flaws. He had a heart of gold, and would give anyone the shirt off his back. He loved people of all walks of life as long as they were good to him their past didn't matter to him, and I have embodied that same way of thinking, and I teach my children the same. There are so many great memories of this man and I try to hold on to them with each passing year so that I don't forget him, I see him in my siblings, in my children, and that makes me smile. If he was here now he would be so proud of us..... Sleep in Peace Daddy