Frederick J. Gibson Obituary
Photographer
January 27, 1931
January 27,1931
Death of Frederick J. Gibson
Frederick J. Gibson died Tuesday, Jan. 27. He was the son of Joseph J. and Miranda (Kibling) Gibson, and was born Dec. 28, 1848, in his late home.
After his school days he worked in a box shop in Rindge for a few years. He then went to Townsend, Mass., and was employed by companies there for several years, after which he went to Sandusky, Ohio, and to Port Huron, where he was an engineer in mills for 10 or more years.
Upon the death of his father he returned to his native town to care for his mother. He made a study of photography and his skilled productions found a ready sale. He was also much interested in astronomy and formerly was frequently seen with his telescope studying the heavenly bodies.
Mr. Gibson came of a musical family, and his inherited taste for instrumental music was a source of much pleasure to him. His sudden death was a shock to his neighbors and friends, as he was apparently in his usual health Sunday morning.
He is survived by a sister, Mrs. Angenette (Gibson) Scales of Leom- inster, Mass., she being the only surviving member of a family of eight children, and also by a number of nieces and nephews.
The funeral was held Thursday, Jan. 29, at his late home. Rev. Wil- liam Berkely of this town was the officiating clergyman. The bearers were Walter S. Thayer, Harry Chandler, Albro Balch and Leon Willard.
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James Roger diary entry
13th May 1913
Fair and mild, but cloudy and showery about 5 p.m.; wind westerly. David and Walter Hardy ploughed and sowed a number of different seeds in the garden: peas, beans, lettuce, cabbage, chard.
Mother sick during the night and feeling miserable today. I wrote Alice to come as soon as she possibly could. Got letter from Hamish last night from Buffalo. He plans to visit Niagara Falls before he returns to Albany. Myron Taylor got 7 1/2 doz. eggs today. Saw Mr. Elliot of Ashby today. Mrs. Corbett brought two loaves of bread today. She told me they are going to run the Amos House for a dormitory for the Academy, and Mr. Corbett to be the janitor of Academy instead of Mr. Chase.
Paul Krook married my mother’s cousin Sylvia Somero. We used to go visit them in the 50s and 60s when they had kids but theirs were all boys and my sister and I didn’t know what to propose as mutual activities. All I can remember doing was we girls wandering through their yard, studying flowers and plants, and traipsing through an outbuilding or two while the adults talked and drank coffee together in the kitchen. No structure, no rules imposed on us as kids. Just be polite, go outdoors, and figure it out. We did this for hours.
It was nice to see a photo of my father's friend Sulo Kivela and also Paul Krook, a friend from Tricnit who signed all my paychecks.