Sunday, 4 October 2020

Sapper James Henry Brooker, Royal Engineers (1887-1918)

 James Henry "Harry" Brooker was born in Brighton, England, on June 23, 1887. His parents were Henry Joseph Brooker and Harriett Rowland. He was born four days after his parents got married! His father was in the Army at the time, and looking at his military records, he got leave just in time to come home and get married. 

They only had two children, Harry and his little sister Florence Harriett (my grandmother), born April 12, 1899. There was a 12-year age gap between the two, and Florence adored her other brother. She never got over his death. They were living at 12 Regent Row, Brighton, at the time of his birth. It doesn't really exist anymore.  


In the 1891 census, he is listed as 3 years old. They are living in Camberwell, London. It looks like his father came to London to work at the gas company as a gas stoker (a person who feeds the coal into the furnaces to produce coal gas). This is probably how his sister later met my grandfather, because he also worked at the gas company. 

On a side note, there was a gas stoker strike in London in 1872 and a gas worker strike in 1889. The strike forced many union organizers to think more widely, and they set up a Federated body to represent workers across London. But it would not be until the Gas Workers' Strike of 1889 that they would earn the 8-hour day. The Gas stokers had a particularly harsh existence. The work was dirty and dangerous. The casualty rate was high amongst workers, with many fatal accidents leading to children without fathers. Perhaps the 8-hour day was the reason that Harry's family moved to London two years after he was born. Because of the union, work in London was safer than in Brighton.  

The family did return to Brighton for a short time. They were living at 25 Islingword Street when his sister Florence was born. 

In 1901, he was around 13 years old, and the family was living at 208 East Street in the parish of St. Peter, Parliamentary division of Walworth, which is also the Municipal Borough of Southwark. It's hard to find these places on current maps as this part of London was bombed during WWII. East Street still exists, but 208 has been replaced by a newer building. There were four families at that address, so it was probably an apartment building. His grandmother, Mary Ann Rowland, was living with them, and his father's occupation was still a gas stoker.

On 13 Oct 1906, Harry married Florence Gertrude Lizette Clack. Following in his parents' footsteps, his son was born two months later! 

On his banns, he was listed as a blacksmith and living at 9 Wagner Street. Wagner is a short, nasty-looking street that runs under train tracks. It's parallel to Old Kent Road. 9 Wagner Street may have been an apartment complex because his future wife, Florence Gertrude Lizette Clack, lived there as well. However, couples often used the same address if they lived in different parishes; the law required them to either pay standard fees for both parishes or apply for a more expensive Common License. So many couples just listed one address. For some reason, the witnesses were all on the Clack side, her father and Nellie Clack (who could be her sister). 


Speaking of Florence Gertrude Lizette Clack, I am so glad that her parents gave her such a long name and she used it because I would never have found out where he was buried if she hadn't applied for a WWI pension and used her whole name! 

On the 1911 census, Harry is also working at the gas company as a hammerman and living at 110 Ormside St, Old Kent Rd, Peckham, Camberwell S E. His parents and sister lived next door at 95 Ormside Street, which happens to be the same address as her future in-laws, the Bulbrooks. This census shows that his wife, Florence, was born in Witney, Oxford, and two of the children were born in Deptford and one in Camberwell. What's wonderful about the 1911 census is that it was filled out by the occupant, not the enumerator, so this is Harry's handwriting. 


I'm not sure why his father put him on their census form and then scratched him out. I'm glad he did because it verified that this was his parents', and we get to see his father's handwriting. 


The 1918 list of electoral registers has his wife at 527 Canterbury Rd, Old Kent Rd, S.E. 15, Camberwell. James Henry is also listed as absent and listed as NM (naval/military) for qualification. 

On September 22, 1915, he enlisted in the Royal Engineers. He was attached to Battalion 131st Field Company. The 131st FCE joined the 26th Division on April 25, 1915. His service number was 66589. 

"Forward units crossed the Serbian-Bulgarian boundary on 25 September 1918. Hostilities with Bulgaria ceased two days later. The Division advanced towards Adrianople (as the war with Turkey was still underway) but this also soon ceased. 26th Division successively became part of the Army of the Danube and then of the Occupation of Bulgaria. Demobilisation began in February 1919, with Italian troops arriving to replace the dwindling British presence. By 10 May 1919, the Division ceased to exist. The 26th Division had suffered casualties of 8,022 killed, wounded, and missing during the war, but vastly larger numbers were sick with malaria, dysentery, and other diseases rife in the Salonika theatre."(1)

Harry was one of the sick. On May 3, 1917, he was transferred to #31 Casualty Clearing Station. He was suffering from Pyrexia, which is a fancy word for a fever; most likely, he had malaria. It could have been caused by a viral infection.  Here is more information about that theatre of operation. I do not know when he returned to his unit, but I don't think he was at the casualty station long. 

To make matters worse, in July 1917, his oldest son, James Henry Thomas Vincent Brooker, drowned at the Greenwich pier. He was only 11 years old. 

West Kent Argus and Borough 03August1917

Unfortunately, I cannot find his service record; a lot of them were destroyed in the WWII bombings. Luckily, I did find a bit of information after discovering his service number.

Late in 1918, he fell ill again, but the #31 Casualty Clearing Station was about 400 km away. So he was probably taken to Sophia, Bulgaria, which had recently capitulated. The second illness may have come on quickly, as they didn’t have time to transport him to the casualty station or a hospital. Pneumonia was listed as the cause of death. But there’s a good indication that he died of the Spanish Flu. It was reported that soldiers on that front died quickly, often 24 hours after contracting it. 



So, for 30 years, I've been searching for him. Uncle Bobby thought he had been buried in Greece, but there was nothing in the War Graves Commission. The hard part was that a lot of the paperwork just had first and middle initials, and Brooker was a common name. I had given up hope. And then I got lucky. 

His widow (who had remarried a man named Matthews) applied for an Army widow pension and used all her initials F. G. L. Matthews, and EUREKA! I now have Harry's service number. I found more pension records that listed all the children! 

 



Now I know where he is buried and found his file in the War Graves Commission, and there's a photo of his grave! 



He even has a Find a Grave page,

The cemetery is fascinating to look at in the street view of Google Maps. It's rather overgrown and spooky. I'd go there in a heartbeat just to take photos. But I'm weird like that. The British graves are on the right side, where the label reads Resting Place of Marion Jack, Bahá’í Pioneer.

But how did he end up in that cemetery, as it was mainly a cemetery for POW Naval personnel? The 131st Field Company RE would have been part of the advance into Bulgaria following the September 1918 capitulation. He likely fell ill during or after the advance, was treated locally, and died in or near Sofia before any repatriation could occur. He was then buried in the Sofia War Cemetery, which is exactly where the CWGC would have interred soldiers who died in Bulgaria during this period. Later in the 1920s, many soldiers buried elsewhere were reburied in Sofia. 

So, after all these years, I've found the resting place of Great Uncle Harry Brooker. Rest in Peace, and hopefully, one day, one of us will be able to visit you. And thank you, Florence Gertrude Lizette Clack Brooker Matthews, wherever you are. 


Thursday, 1 October 2020

Welcome to My Family History Blog

 I have an extensive Ancestry and online tree for both sides of my family. But if you weren't into genealogy viewing it would be intimidating as it has over 9,000 people on it. Although not all are my branches as I also do a Durnford Name search. Many in my immediate family are interested in our family history but not necessarily to the extent that they want to dig through a genealogy tree. So I'm starting this blog to highlight certain people in our family. 

Let me tell you a bit about the family. There are two side, Durnford and Bulbrook. 

The Durnford side is from Newfoundland, the south coast to be exact. They lived for generations in a little village called Rencontre West. As in most Newfoundland families that lived in outport villages everyone is interrelated which can really mess up DNA genealogy research. My grandparents were second cousins. 

The Durnfords arrived in Newfoundland from Devon, England in the early 1800s. The first Durnfords (and every Durnford in Newfoundland are related BTW) were Samuel and Anne Durnford who settled in Francois (pronounced Fransway) just down the coast from Rencontre West. Francois still exists but Rencontre West was abandoned in the early 1960s during the "resettlement" in Newfoundland (still a dirty word in my family). One of Samuel's sons, Thomas moved to Rencontre West and that's where our branch is from. Other name in our family are Skinner (from Richard's Harbour...we married into that family a lot and they came from a daughter of Samuel Durnford), Billard, Buffett (we are probably related to Jimmy Buttett who's ancestors are from Rose Blanche, a village near Rencontre West), Childs, Clothier, Dollimount, Fudge, Marsden, Matthews, Pink and pretty well any other name that crops up on the south coast. 

The Bulbrooks are from this part of London, mainly the Newington and Walworth area. 


They pretty well stayed in that area for hundreds of years as far as I can tell. They were cockney working class people: carmen (lorry drivers, both gas and hay powered), general labourers, bootmakers, gasmen, and a few ended up in the workhouse. My grandfather married a Brooker who was from Brighton, England and as far as I can tell they didn't move around a lot either. Names in this tree include, Brooker, Rowland, King, Spencer, Rogers, Langridge, Matthews, and so forth. 

Both sides of the family had brothers who died in WWI and those two are the ones that I'll focus on first in the next blogs.    

And, if you would like to write a page about a member of our family please let me know. 


 

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