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| Harold, like the rest of the Griffith brothers,, learned the electrical trade at an early age. He was hired by the local power company, and became a Class A Journeyman Lineman for Public Service Of Indiana. |
| When the family lived at Linton, before they moved to Jasonville, Harold and Bruce were small boys. In that day people had wells in their yards instead of city water in the house. Not every piece of property had a good well on it, but the people who did were generally good about sharing their's with their neighbors. Such was the case of the Griffith family, they carried water from their neighbor's well. It was Harold and Bruce's job to make sure the family had an ample supply of water. The neighbors had a little girl, who would many times be playing in the yard when the boys came over, with their buckets, to get the water. As boys will, they would cut up and act funny to amuse the little girl, and she really enjoyed it. Now, at that time, the two most famous cartoon characters, in the newspaper, were Bube McNutt and Barney Google, so the little girl decided to name Harold, "Bube" and Bruce, "Barney". The nicknames stuck with them the rest of their lives. Barney always seem to enjoy his nickname, but I don't think Harold was too excited about being called Boob. I never called him that after I got old enough to realize that Boob wasn't his real name. Harold married Christina Chesterfield, the daughter of Bert and Clara Siepman Chesterfield from Coalmont. They had 3 children: Janice Joan - born July 14, 1938 Fred William - born - May 26, 1940 Linda Sue - born - April 22, 1945 They divorced and Harold married Edrie Thomas.... |
| "Sometimes, no matter how much faith we have, we lose people. But you never forget them. And sometimes, it's those memories that give us the faith to go on." |
| Harold was about 11 Years old in this picture |
| Harold as a young man |
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| Christina with Janice and Freddy in 1941 |
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| Harold and daughterJanice in 1940. Picture was taken at 306 Burr Oak Street |
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| Harold and family at Griffith Family Reunion at Shakamak State Park, about 1949-50. |
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| Harold with Jimmy and Johnny. The twins said Harold was always doing something to entertain them. |
| My Brother Harold By Max To me, my brother Harold was just about everything you hope an older brother will be. My mother told me that when I was a baby Harold was very proud of me and would hold me and walk the floor with me when I was cross. Mom and Dad had a very difficult time with me, after I learned to walk, because I would run off everytime they turned their backs. It was generally Harold who would find me and bring me back home. He once said he put more miles on the Public Service truck looking for me than he did using it for company business. Harold and Christina were married, about nine months after I was born, so I really don't remember Harold living at home, but their home became my second home. I probably ate more meals at their house than I did at home. When I was a little older Harold always made sure I had the money to go to the Saturday afternoon matinee, at the movies, and many times the Sunday matinee as well. He and I spent a lot of time together just talking and enjoying each other's company. I am sure he kept me out of a lot of trouble, that many boys get into, by just being there and sharing his time with me. He also gave me a lot of brotherly advice that helped too. When it was discovered that I needed glasses, it was Harold who made a appointment for me with the optomitrist took me to that appointment and then paid for the glasses. When I turned sixteen, Harold took me to get my beginner's permit to drive a car and then taught me how to drive and let me use his car to take the test for my drivers licence. When I wanted to buy my first car Harold asked me if I intended to finance it, and I said part of it. He insisted on giving me that amount and let me pay it back with no interest. For these and countless other caring deeds that Harold did I will always hold his memory so very dear in my heart. He had his faults, as we all do, but those are trivial compared to the person my older brother was to me. |
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