Up from El Rio Bravo he came with guitar in hand to play. He sang his way into the hearts of Texans from the Valley to the Panhandle and beyond to countless fans in countless places. With crystal clarity his acappella-silver-tone voice moved with ease from el Ingles al Espaňol and back blending his Tejano spirit into the Anglo world of music. With remorse at his passing we say; adios Freddy Fender, mi amigo vaya con Dios for we know that from your heart, ?the last teardrop fell?.