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Thursday, October 4, 2018

Is it Pasco Dorotich or Pave (Paul) Dorotich

Is it Pasco Dorotich or Pave (Paul) Dorotich

I’ve been spending a considerable amount of time trying to figure out how the Historic Property Report for the residence at 3400 Harborview came to the conclusion that “Paul “Pasco” Dorotich built this house in approximately 1900.  Pasco was the son of Gig Harbor founders, Joseph and Caroline Dorotich, who worked with his father and brothers as a commercial fisherman.”  

Joseph and Caroline did not have a son named Paul or Pasco, although they did have eleven children, five of which were boys.  Joseph and Caroline Jerisich’s children were:  John (1884), Amanda (1886), Annie (1888), Clementina (1890), Catherine (1893), George (1893), Mattie (1895), Jack F. (1899), Jacob (1900), and Marie (1904).  [Ancestry.com lists a second George born in 1895).]

Pasco M. Dorotich, born November 11, 1863 in Yugoslavia to Ivan Dorotich and Magdeline Lucich.  I do not know if he left home alone, but he arrived in Canada in 1875 at age 12.  This is not uncommon as several young boys left home alone at a very young age. He was living in Port Guichon, British Columbia when he married Matija Gilich on August 30, 1898.  Matija was born about 1873.  Their son John was born in 1901 while they were living in British Columbia, and his daughter, Lena (Magdalene) was born in 1903 also while living in British Columbia.  

I was unable to discover actually when Pasco and his family moved to Gig Harbor, but in 1915 he had Skansie Shipyard build him a 56 ft. seiner fishing boat which he named St. John.  Also, he and his family are identified as residents on the US Census report for Gig Harbor in 1920.  
In 1925 Pasco and his partners, Nick Bez (Nikola Bezmalinovic) and his daughter Lena, had Skansie Shipyard build the Shenandoah, a 65 ft. seiner, equipped with an Atlas Imperial diesel engine. By the year 1960 John, Pasco’s son, was skipper on the Shenandoah. John had a sudden heart attack on May 29, 1966, and the Shenandoah was left to his sister, Lena, wife of Nick Bez.   

Nick Bez had married Lena; Nick had built the residence at 3402 Harborview Drive for them to live in which was next door to her father’s home at 3400 Harborview Drive.  Lena and Nick lived in this house for approximately twenty years driving to Seattle each day to oversee his growing empire.  Eventually they moved to Seattle.  Following Lena death, her daughter finally sold all their Gig Harbor properties in 2014.

Pasco Dorotich died December 24, 1943, while working in Seattle, Washington, although he still lived in Gig Harbor.  His wife, Matija died in 1957.


The Shenandoah can be seen at the Harbor History Museum Maritime Gallery, 4121 Harborview Drive, Gig Harbor, WA where the museum volunteers are restoring the vessel.

Back row: Julia Skansie Babich, Lena Dorotich Bez, Kate Borovich Skanie, Matija Dorotich, Bertha Borovich Skansie
Front row: Marie Skansie Chesboro, Clementina Skansie Anderson, Antoni P. Skansie, Vicent A. Skansie, Jeroma Skansie McRae. (Harbor History Museum PF-187-Sk.jpeg) 

And now a little information about the other Dorotich mention in our opening paragraph .


Pave (Paul) Dorotich was born in St. Martin, Austria, on February 21, 1890, he died April 5, 1962 and is buried at Calvary Cemetery in Tacoma, Washington.  He too immigrated first to Canada where he met and married Milka Tonsich (8-14-1904/12-30-1993) on February 6, 1926 in Vancouver, British Columbia.  

He and Milka moved to Old Tacoma and their first child, Mary Dorotich Boskovich was born on November 17, 1926.  Her sister, Helen Teresa Dorotich Hamiton was born two years later on December 26, 1928.  The last daughter, Pauline Dorotich was born in 1934.  

Paul received his naturalization papers on July 3, 1910 in Seattle.  The family settled in Tacoma living  2614 North 30th, Tacoma, Washington.  It is interesting to see on his declaration of intention to become a US Citizen, that his last foreign residence was Auckland, New Zealand.  On his WWII Registration card, he shows Tony Dorotich, 914 So. I Street, Tacoma as the person who would always know his whereabouts.  

In 1915, Paul had Skansie Shipyard build a 60 ft. seiner for him which he named Louisiana.  His only connection that I found was that he had Skansie Shipyard build his boat.  It was not uncommon for Croatian fishermen living elsewhere to come to Gig Harbor for the Skansie Shipyard to build their boats.

Note:
  • ancestry.com
  • Harbor History Museum Research Room

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Thursday, July 12, 2018

Conrad Michael Anderson (1/6/1865-4/7/1952)

Conrad Michael Anderson (1/6/1865-4/7/1952)

Conrad M. Anderson is known as one of this community’s earliest boat builders working first, as so many men did for Skansie Ship Building Company before opening his own firm in 1920.  This blog will just attempt to add to his story.
Fish boat "Oceania" under construction at Skansie Shipyard.  18 men on and in front of it:Gorge Dorotich, Conrad Anderson with pipe; John Jensich, etc (Harbor History Museum Bfsh-53.jpeg)

*(Encyclopaedia Britannica) 

The major industries are related to fisheries and boat building so one can easily assume that Conrad had experience in either one or both these industries by the time he arrived in the United States at age 20 in 1885.  Two years later, he had moved to Tacoma, Washington where he met Bernthine Sophie Pederson. They were married March 13, 1890 and moved to Purdy in Pierce County, Washington by 1900 according to the US Census for that year.  They had six children:  Annie, Chester Bertrum, Ingeborg Marie, Arthur Bennet, Ernest Christin, and Carl S.  Unfortunately Bernthine died on April 16, 1915 and Conrad was left with the younger children.  He had moved to Gig Harbor by 1920 when he left Skansie Ship Building Co. and opened his own boat building business.

Conrad had purchased some choice property at the foot of Stinson Avenue and Harborview Drive.  The property has deep water access which made construction of larger boats possible and he and his sons built both fishing boats and general purpose boats. 
(iPhone picture of circa 1920 Conrad Anderson Shipyard taken from internet)
And, on December 19, 1924, Conrad opens his own boat building business at this location according to the Peninsula Gateway.  All in all, it is believed he built 15 larger fishing boats including trollers and seiners.  Some of the boats were 1920 - Leif II (Karl Hansen); 1920 - Wisconsin (Peter Milos and Tony Lovrovich); 1923 -Equator (Frank Ivanovich), 1925 - Sharon …, 1926 - Venus (Paul Puratich, Andrew Gilich, Mike Katich), and 1927 - Gertrude S. (could this be the 70’ fishing boat they built for Sebastian and Stewart Fish Co.in the Peninsula Gateway 1/28/1927?). 
Art Glein rebuilt covered netshed after fire destroyed Conrad Anderson Shipyard buildings (Harbor History Museum BSL-085-GH.jpeg)

Lee Makovich wrote an article in The Peninsula Gateway December 3, 2003 issue titled “The Leif II was Conrad Anderson’s first”.  This was in ’The Past Alive” column Lee used to write.  

“The Leif II was the first of famed Conrad Anderson’s masterpiece creations.  The 52’ seine style vessel was launched from Anderson’s shipyard in the spring of 1920.  Powered by a 45 h.p. Enterprise gas engine, the trim vessel was built for Karl Hansen.  Records indicate that the Leif II was engaged in both halibut and salmon purse seine fisheries in the early years of her existence. It should be mentioned that Conrad Anderson was one of the early foremen at the Gig Harbor based Skansie Shipyard.  But when he left the Skansie facility to start his own shipyard, Anderson had a great many ideas of his own—which he intended to take advantage of in this challenging new business venture.  … But he also had a somewhat different concept for the design of the vessels he intended to build on his own.  … Anderson was not satisfied with some of the basic designs of the Skansie-built vessels he helped to construct. …He worked long and hard to try and put on paper, contemporary concepts that danced in about in his brilliant and innovative mind.  He soon transferred those modern ideas to designs on paper, and then to the construction of his masterpiece vessels. …The differences from the Skansie-built vessels were subtle to be sure, but Anderson believed that the hulls which he designed allowed the boats to slip through the water with much greater ease.  And there were many who absolutely agreed with that assessment.

In 1927, Conrad sold some of his property on the southwest side of Harborview Drive to Bert Uddenberg who then built a garage and service station.  Today you would find the Gig Harbor Yacht Club, Speedy Glass and Gig Harbor Marina’s Consignment shop. 

Bernthine died in 1915, and in 1924, Conrad married Sarah Grace Smith and they continued to live in Gig Harbor.  Unfortunately Sarah died June 3, 1943.  

Conrad’s first born son, Chester moved to the Pasadena area of Southern California in 1927.  He worked as a carpenter on odd jobs with his last job that I found was as a rigger on a dam project.  His wife, Maude Elizabeth Carroll died in 1957 while they were living in Alameda, CA, and it was there too that Chester died in 1965.

Ingeborg Marie married Odin Julian Jensen in February 1920 and they moved to Ketchiakn, AK where Odin worked as a building contractor.  Odin died in 1971, and Ingeborg died in 1974.

Arthur married Nellie McKenzie in 1923 and Arthur took employment in Wrangell, AK in 1930 as a ship builder.  Five years later they moved back to Seattle.

Ernest married Mary H. Mills in 1925. They too moved to Wrangell AK in 1930 (perhaps with Arthur and Nellie).  Ernest was also a ship builder where he worked until 1948.  He died in 1964; his wife Mary lived until 1999.

Carl, the youngest, moved to Ketchikan AK in 1928 and two years later, moved to Wrangell, AK.  Yes, his occupation was also as a ship builder.  1940 found him living in Petersburg, AK and then, in 1944, he moved back to the mainland and settled in Everett where he owned Fisherman’s Boat Shop.  In 1959 he sold the business to Dick Eitel who then added steel work operations to the boat work.

One document describing Conrad ’s boat building operations in Gig Harbor states that when he retired in 1937, his sons took over the boatyard here and ran it as a repair shop.  However, the sons were scattered:  Chester in California; Arthur in Seattle; Ernest in Wrangell; and Carl in Everett.  The document goes on to say they had assumed control and were running it when it caught fire and burned to the ground in 1940s.  The fire occurred when the community’s fire brigade was entirely volunteers.  The first fire protection district did not become a reality until January 6, 1945 when Pierce County Fire District #5 was established.  Neither the Northwest Room, Tacoma Public Library, nor I could find any articles regarding the fire, its causes or the actual date.      

Conrad died age 87 after a brief illness, although it was rumored he was found at home alone where he died of a heart attack.  (TNT 4/11/1952 p29)  Rev. Mary J. Turner officiated at his services and he was buried in the Burley Cemetery .  According to the Peninsula Gateway 4/18/1952 obituary, he had learned his trade as shipbuilder and designer in Norway before leaving there in 1885, and arriving in the Puget Sound area in 1890. 
  
Another document that caught my attention was a photocopy of page 57, Alaska Fisherman’s Journal, October 1985 titled “A Rose Full of Room”.  Although the article is not about Conrad himself, it is very interesting because it is about his son, Arthur’s grandson, Bill Gardner.  Bill Gardener is the son of Helen Thompson Anderson and John K. Gardner who were married September 22, 1950.  The Gardner Boat Repair business located in Ballard is a fifth generation operation.  It is interesting because of the relationship to Conrad Anderson and the ship building and repair business he started.

Gardner was first a seiner, halibut fisherman and a gill netter before he started working on boats, rather than in them.  His grandfather was an experienced boatbuilder as were his great uncles.  One of them, Carl owned Fisherman’s Boat Shop in Everett.  His entry into boat work was easy and in 1976 he opened his shop working as a shipwright.  At the time of this article he was subcontracting all his woodwork to his uncle Glenn, his mother’s brother, and to his uncle Carl, Carl Sr.’s son.  

Notes:

  • Peninsula Gateway - various inc. obituary 4/18/1952; The Past Alive 12/3/2003
  • Tacoma News Tribune - 4/11/1952 obituary
  • ancestry.com
  • Alaska Fisherman’s Journal, October 1985
  • Tacoma Public Library, Northwest Room
  • Eddon Boat Yard
  • Encyclopaedia Britannica - Folda, Norway

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Thursday, June 7, 2018

The Men of the Marauder The New Generation


I happened to look out the kitchen window and noticed that the Puratich have some of their nets in the driveway ready to be taken for loading on their boats for the summer fishing season.  It reminded me that it would be a good time to revisit another of the early fishing families of Gig Harbor.  With that in mind, here is Lee Makovich’s story.

The Men of the Marauder 
The New Generation

(Out of The Past by Lee Makovich)
The Fishermen’s News February 2002

“In the operation of their combination-fishing vessel Marauder, Joe and Bob Puratich characterize a new age in the modern, commercial fishing industry.  These men demonstrate a truly impressive representation of the new generation that has risen to the forefront in the fishing community.  Joe piratic is the talented skipper of the versatile, Gig Harbor based Marauder, and his brother Bob is an equally important contributor in the vessel’s operation.

“I’m the skipper,” says Joe, “but Bob handles just about everything else.  He takes care of the maintenance of the boat and all of the fishing gear.  He also deals with the bookkeeping that is involved in the operation and he is an equal partner in the boat.  It’s a fifty-fifty partnership, and as skipper, I probably receive more credit than I deserve for the accomplishments we achieve.  But along with that, I also take the blame for anything that might go wrong.  We consider ourselves to be a low profile operation, but we have a good relationship and we’ve done pretty well over the years.”

“The Marauder is as finely equipped and as modern a fishing vessel as any in the industry.  And Joe might like to refer to his operation as ‘low profile.’  But I think that could be a bit of a stretch, considering the success these men have experienced in an expanding fishing industry.  No, not low profile Joe.  Everyone in the fishing community, from the Shumagin Islands to Southern California, is aware of the success the Marauder and the Puratich brothers have achieved.

“Joe and Bob Puratich are recognized leaders in this new generation of commercial fishermen.  They are men who surely represent the new, but they also continue to represent a legacy and a tradition of a past generation.  A tradition which was handed down from father to son, to son, for nearly a century.  The Puratich family has been continuously involved in the fishing industry from a time, long before most of us were born.  From the mid teens to the present day, there has never been a time when a Puratich owned vessel was not engaged in a commercial fishery of one kind or another.  More on that in a moment.

“The 58’ seine style Marauder was built by Delta at the Duwamish Waterway in 1991.  She was one of the latest models of the vessels that Delta produced at the time and she was the third boat of that design to be built at the facility.  She was powered by a 3412 Caterpillar diesel and her Alaska limit length allowed her to be an even more versatile fishing boat.  The Alaska limit length is somewhat of a deception in the configuration of this capable fishing vessel.Of course, a side view of the Marauder reveals a rather short appearing boat.  But a view of the bow, when she’s heading straight toward you, for example, is truly impressive.  From that position, she looks like a mighty battle ship.

“I had the pleasure of a recent tour of this extraordinary example of modern innovation and technology.  Aboard the Marauder, one has the feeling of being on a much larger boat.  The pilothouse is spacious and bright, with enough room for an array of electronic equipment and hydraulic controls.  Also, visibility from the steering station is truly exceptional.  On deck, there is an ample area for all of the equipment necessary to participate in a variety of fisheries.  

“And in the working area for the crew, one finds an open and strategically configured arrangement.  All of the gear and rigging is situated in easily accessible locations, allowing the crew to work in a relatively safe and extremely productive manner.  And for this writer, I must observe that the mighty Marauder  is as efficient and effective a fishing vessel as I have ever been aboard.  If a new and innovative advancement of some kind is introduced into the industry, you will surely find it aboard the Marauder.  Joe and Bob Puratich will make sure of that.

“When I spoke to Joe recently, he and Bob were readying the Marauder for a trip to the Shumagin Islands for the first fishery of the year.  ‘We’ll have a brief opening for a pollack fishery,’ Joe said, ‘and then we will concentrate our efforts in fishing for Pacific cod out of Sand Point, Alaska until early April.  The pollack is a mid water trawl operation and the cod is both a mid water and bottom fishing operation.’
Joe Puratich iPhoto from article 

“Each year is different for Joe and Bob and some years are busier than others for various reasons.  But very often, there have been times when the Puratich brothers have kept the Marauder working for nearly 11 months out of the year.  It is not an unusual occurrence for the Marauder to work the cod fishery out of Sand Point, Alaska and to also participate in sardine and squid fishing operations in Southern California just a short time later.  Never mind that the two fishing areas are a mere few thousand miles apart.

“And then of course, the men also participate in salmon seining in Southeast Alaska, along with working an occasional, brief salmon opening in Puget Sound.  Oh, and I almost forgot. Joe and Bob might also engage in a bit of sardine or pilchard fishing out of Astoria, Oregon as well.  Did I mention that the Puratich brothers’ Marauder is a very versatile fishing vessel?  I think that perhaps I may have.

“As I mentioned earlier, the Puratich family’s commercial fishing tradition goes back for nearly a century.  Joe and Bob’s grandfather, Paul Puratich, had migrated to the Northwest from what was then known as Yugoslavia in the early 1900s.  He settled in Gig Harbor and became involved in the fishing business immediately after his arrival.
iPhone Photo of Paul Puratich from original article

“The date of his first venture into the industry remains unknown.  But we are aware that Paul was a crew member aboard pioneer skipper Andrew Skansie’s purse seiner Spokane as early as 1917.  It is believed that the senior Puratich worked as a crewman aboard other fishing boats for several years prior to that time.

“What is known for certain, is that Mr. Puratich’s first fishing vessel, the 62’ purse seiner Emancipator, was launched from the Skansie Shipyard at Gig Harbor in 1918.  His first venture into boat ownership was a major undertaking to say the least.  There is no question that the Emancipator was a substantial and effective purse seiner for her time.  The trim vessel was originally powered by a 50 h.p. Frisco Standard gas engine.

“The total cost of the Emancipator’s  construction, including everything necessary to go out fishing, amounted to the mind-boggling sum of almost $6,000.  But that was a very substantial investment for a brand new vessel in those early days of the commercial fishing industry.  Now owned by the Barhanovich family of Everett, Washington, the Emancipator remains active as a fish buyer and packer in the Puget Sound area.

“Like his grandsons, the elder Puratich was also a commercial boat owner who believed strongly in the diversification of his fishing operations.  He was not only a proficient skipper in salmon fisheries, in both Alaska and Puget Sound, but he was also an early participant in the heyday era of California and Oregon sardine fishing.  Several of the fishing boats Paul Piratic would later own were constructed specifically for the purpose of being employed in a number of different fisheries.

“In 1924, Mr. Puratich became involved in a brief partnership, along with pioneer skippers, Mike Katich and Andrew Gilich, in the ownership of the 65’ purse seiner Mt. Tacoma.  At once point in time, the Mt. Tacoma was used as a packer and trap tender while she was owned by the famed Buchan & Heinen Packing Company.  The vessel’s name was eventually changed to Pansy and she was later acquired by Donald McCallum of King Cove, Alaska.  The Pansy foundered in a fierce storm near Pavlof, Alaska, while under charter in 1973.

“Just two years later, Mr. Puratic had the substantial, 69’ purse seiner Venus constructed at the Conrad Anderson Shipyard in Gig Harbor.  Shortly after the vessel slid down the shipyard’s ways, in the spring on 1926, she was fitted with an extremely advanced engine for the time.  Puratich chose a magnificent, 90 h.p. Atlas Imperial diesel to supply power for his new fishing boat.  That four-cylinder diesel was a truly innovative engine selection in the mid-1920s.  Puratich retained the Venus for just a couple of years.  She was then sold to the Snug Harbor Packing Company and many years and many owners later, she was left to die on a lonely beach at Halibut Bay, near Sitka, Alaska in about 1973.

“Perhaps one of the most classic of the various fishing vessels Mr. Puratich owned was the sleek, 66’ combination purse seiner Lone Eagle.  The vessel was of course, named in honor of Charles Lindbergh’s trans-Atlantic flight with the Spirit of St. Louis.  Well, Puratich’s Lone Eagle may not have traveled across the Atlantic Ocean as the other “Lone Eagle” did, but she surely covered a wide area of the Pacific Ocean during her tenure in the fishing industry.  Sadly, the good old Lone Eagle was lost when she collided with the United States Navy destroyer Crosby, 18 miles northwest of Point Arguello, California on April 8, 1940.  Thankfully, there were no injuries or loss of life reported in the accident.

“The Lone Eagle was also the training ground for Joe and Bob’s father, John Puratich.  There are several nostalgic photographs that show John aboard the Lone Eagle at a very young age.  Like Joe and Bob, John (Johnnie) Puratich, literally grew up aboard his father’s fishing boat.  In 1945, Paul and John Puratich decided to combine their resources in the construction of a new sardine seiner.  The California sardine fishery was booming and the men wanted to have a vessel built which would be able to compete with any fishing boat on the entire West Coast.

“The goal was surely accomplished when the brand new, 86’ Puratich sardine seiner slid down the ways of the Peterson Shipyard in Tacoma in the winter of 1945.  This new vessel was truly as fine a sardine as any that had ever been employed in the fishery, past or present.  Powered by a state of the art, 400 h.p. Enterprise diesel, the new vessel was capable as well as one of the most beautiful fishing vessels I have ever seen.  She was named Marauder, a name used again some 46 years later, when Joe and Bob had their new seiner laughed at Delta on the Duwamish Waterway.

“As we are all aware, the sardine fishery fell on extremely hard times just a few years later after the original Marauder was built.  Consequently, and perhaps fortunately for the Puratich family, the sleek beauty was sold to California interests and she never returned to the Northwest.  Her name was changed to Southern Explorer and she continued to operate in several fisheries in Southern California and Mexican waters for the next 18 years or so.  She met her demise when she reportedly ran aground and sank near the breakwater at Los Angeles on October 23, 1968.

“  Paul Puratich eventually retired and his son John acquired the 70’ purse seiner St. Anthony in the late 1940s.  The St, Anthony was built at the Skansie Shipyard at Gig Harbor in 1930 and was one of the last of the heyday vessels constructed at that facility.  She was powered by a 135 h.p. Washington diesel and she was also a versatile vessel, fishing for sardine and salmon along the West Coast for a number of years.  She was also used as a packer on several occasions, prior to the time John Puratich acquired the vessel.

“I should mention here, that Paul Puratich was lured out of retirement in 1947 by top producing, seine skipper Spiro Babich.  Paul was persuaded to go along with Spiro’s son, the late Pete Babich, and help out in Pete’s first year of running a purse seiner at the Salmon Banks.  Pete skippered the Invincible that summer and he once told me that Mr. Puratich was a great help to him in his first year as a skipper.  ‘He never told me how to run the boat,’ Pete said, ‘but he would offer advice and encouragement on many occasions.  I admired him very much for his assistance, and he certainly helped to make my job easier.’

“As for the versatile St. Anthony, she was soon repowered by a 343 Cat diesel and Puratich sold the vessel a few years later.  John purchased the limit seiner St. Janet and he and his sons operated that vessel until the launching of Joe and Bob’s current fishing boat, the Delta built Marauder.  A terribly tragic event occurred in the mid-1960s that caused the demise of the St. Anthony, along with the loss of her entire crew.  After she was sold, the St. Anthony became involved in the Alaska king crab fishery.  All aboard were lost when she foundered during a violent storm off Puale Bay, Alaska on December 3, 1967.
St. Janet - Harbor History Museum SmugMug Bfsh-209-GH.jpeg

“The late John Puratich was a pioneer in the Northwest hake fishery as well.  And typical of the Puratich fishing operations, he kept the St. Janet busy for most of the year.  Bob and Joe went out fishing with their father when they were very young.  Bob was just seven years old when he first spent time aboard his father’s fishing boat and Joe began when he was about eight years old.  These men have never known any other way of life since they were practically babies and they have no intention of changing that way of life at any time in the near future.  Joe and Bob Puratich have a great boat to work with and then of course, they are the men of the Marauder, the new generation.”
Crew of St. Janet - Harbor History Museum SmugMug BC-002-GH.jpeg


  • Out of The Past by Lee Makovich, The Fishermen’s News February 2002
  • iPhone Photo 

Note:
  • Out of The Past by Lee Makovich, The Fishermen’s News February 2002

  

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Thursday, February 22, 2018

Christian Friedrich Pfundt 26 December 1848-27 May 1936

Christian Friedrich Pfundt
26 December 1848-27 May 1936


In our last blog there was a picture of people picnicking at Friedrich Pfundt property.  In the newspaper article it indicated that Pfundt was a fisherman.  Since the name Pfundt was not familiar to me, and I don’t recall any German fisherman listed in the archives I thought a little search was in order.  The the caption of the photo also mentioned that “Pfundt, his wife and five children lived at the mouth of Wollochet Bay on thew Cromwell side in 1888.  They moved away to Hood Canal very soon after.”

Unfortunately I was unable to find very much information regarding the family.  I did not find him listed on the 1880 or 1900 US census for greater Gig Harbor.  However in 1880 he and his family were living in Lick Mountain, Conway, Arkansas.  1900 the family was living in Dewatto, Mason County, Washington.  His occupation was that of farmer, not fisherman.  He may have fished for the family dinner table, but not, that I could find, commercially.

But, what else I did find follows:

Pfundt was born in Müensingen, Württemberg, Deutschland (Germany) on the day after Christmas, 1848 to Andreas Phillip Pfundt and Anna Maria Pfundt.  He was baptized on the 31st of December, 1848.

He arrived in America in 1866, met and married Katherina Jennie on March 29, 1875 in St. Louis, Missouri.  It appears they had a son and a daughter while living in St. Louis before they moved to Lick Mountain in Arkansas February 23, 1880.  They had two more sons while living in Lick Mountain, then back to Missouri for the birth of another daughter.

According to a Family History on ancestry.com, at age 37 (1885-1889) he was living in Dewatto, Mason County, Washington.  It was there that he homesteaded 160 acres and built a small cabin.  This entry states “Fred rowed the length of the Canal to Elliot Bay, then up the White River to Kent to take a job picking hops.”  

He and Anna had three more daughters while still living in Dewatto.  By the time he was 72, he moved to Holly, in Kitsap County, Washington and it was there he died in May, 1936.

This doesn’t reveal much about the Pfundt family, but definitely more than I knew previously.

But, if we look at Pfundt’s son, Henry born in Lick Mountain, Arkansas in 1880, we discover that he indeed was a fisherman, in fact a Deep Sea Fisherman.  Henry’s record is quite confusing however, because on a Family History it states his death as March 15, 1962, at which time he would have been 82 years of age.  


BUT, The Seattle Times, Friday, March 16, 1962 published a news piece which reads:  Auto in California Kills Blaine Man  MADERA, Calif., March 16 —(U.P.I.)  Henry Pfundt, 31, of Blaine, Wash. was stuck by a car and killed yesterday while walking across U. U. 99, two miles north of here.  The California Highway Patrol said Pfundt was hit by an automobile driven by Walter T. Harris, 77, of Fresno, Officers said Harris was traveling at 60 m.p.h. when his vehicle struck Pfundt.  

It the age shown as 31 a misprint?  Or is it the correct age?  Also, it states he is from Blaine, however he lived in Olalla, Washington.  Why was he in Madera, California?  At 81 years of age, in 1962, he would not have still been fishing commercially.  Vera, Ruby and Cecil, his children all lived in Olalla as well.  

So, is the Seattle Times death article I found on ancestry.com about Christian Friedrich's son, Henry, or an unrelated different Pfundt family?  Hopefully someone will be able to tell us.

The Peninsula Gateway published an Obituary for Fred Henry Pfundt on September 8, 1993.  I believe that would have been Christian Friedrich's grandson, his father being Henry mentioned above.  The obituary reads:  Fred H. Pfundt, who lived in Sedro-Wooley, died August 29 in Bellingham at age of 81.  He was born on August 28, 1912, in Olalla, the son of Henry and Melvina Pfundt. By the time he was graduated from South Kitsap High School, he had already started on what would be his lifelong career as a commercial fisherman.  He owned and skippered boats in Washington and Alaska.  Pfundt married Eva Nielsen on July 23, 1937, on Lopez Island.  He is survived by his wife, Eva; two sons, Niel and Noel of Bellingham; a sister, Vera Culver of Tacoma; a brother, Cecil, of Southworth; and four grandchildren, Susan, Adam, Joel, and Barry of Bellingham.  At his request, a private family service was to be held.
Notes:
  • Ancestry.com
  • The Peninsula Gateway

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Thursday, February 8, 2018

PICNICKING WAS A FAVORITE ACTIVITY

PICNICKING WAS A FAVORITE ACTIVITY
(PENINSULA GATEWAY, JUNE 20, 1984 “OLD TOWN” ARTICLE)

Our recent weather which plans on sticking around for a few more weeks makes me, and perhaps you, long for the “picnic days”.   I hope you enjoy picnicking vicariously through this article.
The family and neighbors of Frederick Pfundt gathered for a picnic, 

“Vacation as always!” urged an editorial in Gig Harbor’s Bay Island News during the wartime summer of 1918.  Its writer protested the poor advice of those who told people not to take time off so the nation could continue throwing its entire strength into the War for Liberty.

People of the Peninsula had known from the start that vacation country is just outside their own doors.  So, while envious Tacomans discussed in print how to acquire Gig Harbor’s waterfront beauty for themselves and while the local editorial discussed the patriotic value of going away — to mountain, plain or forest — people around here did what they always had done.  They went on a picnic.
Swimming in the water tank at the Samuelson farm.

A picnic two generations ago was the cheapest thing folks could do.  It promised quick relief from daily labor and it usually turned into even more fun, camping.  Always a special event no matter how often it happened, a picnic and a camping trip often were the same thing.  The best place to go for either was a favorite beach not very far away.

Individuals who recall those days of simple freedom comment now in wonder at how, when they lacked special equipment and transportation was so awkward and slow, people slipped away to enjoy the outdoors far more often than they seem to now.  

A picnic-camping spot was reached by rowboat, horse and wagon, steam boat, Model T or a combination of those means.  Sometimes a rowboat could be rented from a dock store-owner to continue to a nearby island.  Local, water-wise teenagers in groups of boys or girls took the family rowboat out alone to camp, sometimes taking along little brothers or sisters.  No one worried for their safety.  Mom and Grandma might take the kids in a horse and buggy to seek out a quiet sandpit to get away for a night or two from the work that never seemed to get done.  

Entire families, with all the kids, lots of relatives and neighbors, would pay passage on a steam launch to get to a favorite beach for a holiday.  The captains of those launches gave free rides (of course) when the picnic was their own idea.  Visiting, talking with persons one didn’t see every day, was rewarding entertainment.  Someone was sure to bring along a musical instrument.

Some campers took tenting canvas but many preferred the shelter of overhanging boughs.  Nearly everyone avoided awkward, folding Army cots and very few used sleeping bags.  Most campers just rolled up in a blanket and sleep in the sand.  It was part of the novelty.  If there were hazards like rain, sand fleas or jumping mice, no one remembers them.

Anywhere near the water, was the best place to be when the sun was shining.  Folks didn’t wait for the Fourth of July for a picnic, going out as early and as late in the season as they could seize good weather.  Peninsula beaches, even if inhabited, were open to those who wished to enjoy them.  One could trade off with a neighbor for help with the chores, row somewhere for a day and maybe stay for three.  For food to last over, many residents often took a variety of things:  a chocolate cake, fried chicken, a crock of baked beans, coffee and a tin pail to boil it in, potatoes cooked or raw, the makings for ice cream and dill pickles.
Swimming at Warren Dock, Fox Island

Making ice cream on a beach in mid-summer without technological help to keep the ice was simple, if one planned ahead.  When the Joseph Cherry family in Rosedale got together for its annual outing, Grandpa Cherry traveled to Tacoma by steamer to buy 50 pounds of ice.  Carrying it wrapped in newspaper, he brought it back on the boat’s return run, drove 12 miles from the landing by horse and buggy to Cherry Point, where the waiting picnickers had times their gathering for his arrival.  Out of the ice that was left he could get two or three mixes of ice cream, enough for everyone if the kids didn’t take more than their share.

In a day when Gig Harbor’s young adults thought nothing of spending a summer Sunday afternoon rowing across the Narrows to buy an ice cream soda and visit the city, Point Defiance Park frequently was the scene of Sunday School and graduation picnics, as well as the customary Independence Day celebrations.

Horseshoe Lake was closer and immensely popular after its opening on July 4, 1917.  Presently owned by Kitsap County, it originally was opened under the ownership of the Ostrom family.  Its dance pavillon always was crowded even on weekend afternoons.  Its ball park and the boating, bathing, picnicking and fishing it offered, along with Mrs. Ostrom’s home-cooked meals, were attractive to families and clubs of the Peninsula.
The Opening Day at Horseshoe Lake

Handy for those who lived close to town were the Sunrise Beach and Point Richmond areas.  School class picnics frequently were held at Point Fosdick.  A beach called The Maples on Harstine Island was a favorite, as were Raft and Deadman’s (Cutts) Islands, all visited regularly by steamer-loads of excursionists and rowboats full of area residents.

Out-of-towners came to camp with friends and relatives in the Rosedale neighborhood, and one person once stayed a month digging geoducks on the outside shore of Raft Island during exceptionally low tides.

People who lived with wind and tides are accustomed to the unexpected — sometimes their outings became longer than planned.  In August 1917, a Gig Harbor family named Naters, says a dusty newspaper’s front page, “went fishing in their rowboat down the West Passage towards Seattle.”

“A noon they enjoyed a fish fry at the north end of Vashon Island and after dinner they decided to complete their journey around the island.  After rowing until dark, they found the tide and wind too much to row against and camped a few hours on the island until a change of tide.  They arrived home after midnight learning that Vashon Island is much larger than they had imaged.”


Now, are you ready to fix that picnic lunch, or dinner, spread the newspapers down and picnic in your living room?  Or maybe, just maybe, on your porch?  Bon appétit!


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Thursday, January 25, 2018

The Nick Skansi Legacy The End of an Era (Out of the Past by Lee Makovich) Fisherman’s News - July 2004

The Nick Skansi Legacy
The End of an Era
(Out of the Past by Lee Makovich)
Fisherman’s News - July 2004

I would like to take this opportunity to recall some of the adventures, both good and not so good, of a man who probably never caught a fish commercially in his entire life.  That may be true, but this same man carried literally hundreds of thousands of them aboard several of his commercial vessels over the years.  The late Nick Skansi, of Gig Harbor, Washington, was a man who elevated the idea of diversification for his vessels to a new level.  And I have two objectives in writing this story at this specific time.

To begin with, I have always admired the ingenuity and the resolve which was displayed during this man’s tenure in the industry.  Nick Skansi was a pioneer in the fish packing business on Puget Sound and a person who narrowly escaped a fiery death aboard on of his commercial vessels.  That near disastrous event is discussed later in this story.  Additionally, Nick’s grandson, life-long commercial fisherman, Gary Crosby, passed away just a few weeks ago at the young age of 51, just days before his 52nd birthday.  Gary was a great guy and it is a comfort to me to write this story about his grandfather and his family.  A brief account of Gary’s life and his involvement in the commercial fishing industry also appears in this issue of Fishermen’s Nerws (see page 11).

Nick Skansi began buying and packing salmon in the early teens when he purchased the 52’ packer Hioma from her original owner: H. O. Benedict.  Benedict had the trap tender style vessel built at the Kirk and Lake Shipyard at Seattle in 1907.  Nick operated the Him for several years and it is believed that he ran several other tenders in the early years as well.  The Hioma was eventually sold and in 1919, Nick and his brother John went into partnership on a brand new commercial vessel.  She was one of the seven purse seiners built by the Skansie Shipyard at Gig Harbor, Washington, in 1919, and she was named Companion. The trim beauty was the last of the seven classic wooden vessels built at the shipyard that year.

The new vessel’s owners, Nick and John Skansi, were cousins of the shipyard owner Mitchell Skansie.  And the difference in the spelling of those last names is not a typo; there was a slight variation in the last names of the cousins.  The Companion was 62’ in length and she was powered by a 60 H.P. Enterprise gas engine.  The Enterprise was truly a great machine for it’s time.  The Companion was not unlike any of the other purse seiner-style vessels of that era.  She was well designed and well constructed, a trim beauty with pleasing lines and a graceful appearance.  After he launching in 1919, the Companion’s livelihood represented a significant departure from that of her sister seiners in Puget Sound and elsewhere.
Companion

Although the Companion was designed and built as a purse seiner, she would never be employed to catch even a single fish.  John and Nick Skansi decided to work the Companion as a freight vessel to begin with, carrying various goods including strawberries, vegetables, live chickens and other commodities.  The Companion traveled from Olalla, Washington, and several other small communities in the lower Puget Sound, to Tacoma or Seattle.  She also carried various supplies and other merchandise to those same communities on her return trips from the ;larger cities.

It is my understanding that the Companion was also occasionally used as a salmon tender during the fall salmon season in the first year or so after her launching.  Carrying berries and vegetables aboard the Companion was primarily a simple and routine undertaking.  No, there wasn’t anything to be too concerned about in pursuing that activity. But carrying chickens aboard a boat could prove rather  interesting at times.  

The late Gerald Crosby, Nick Skansi’s son-in-law, remembered helping out aboard the Companion  when he was a very young man.  “We were hauling a bunch of chickens on the boat from Olalla to Seattle one day when we got into some choppy water,” Crosby recalled.  “Before long, we noticed that all the chickens got seasick and they began staggering around and falling down.  They were behaving like they had a few too many to drink.  It was quite a sight to behold, but as soon as we got in calmer water, they were okay again.”
Gerald Crosby

The freight hauling business was going quite well, but the Skansi’s (sic) were eager to expand their maritime activities.  In the winter of 1921, yet another non-fishing related adventure was taken on by the Companion and her owners when a second cabin was added near the stern of the vessel.  The new cabin provided an additional area of seating, both inside the cabin and on top, and on April 30, 1921, the Companion was issued a license to carry passengers.

The Companion was truly a versatile vessel now.  In addition to carrying freight and commodities to various Puget Sound communities, she was also employed to transport local passengers as well.  The Companion carried men, women and children from here to there and back again in complete safety.  John and Nick were pleased that everything was going along extremely well.  But on a cold and wintry afternoon in 1925, the fortunes of the Companion and one of her owners encountered a dramatic and disastrous turn of events.

Nick Skansi and one of his crewmen were alone aboard the Companion that day, drifting along near Olalla, Washington, in Colvos Passage.  It is believed that the men may have been waiting on the tide to pull alongside a dock to load a variety of freight aboard the vessel.  As it turned out, it was extremely fortunate that there were just the two men aboard the boat on that particular day.  It was just a few days after Christmas that year; the date was December 30, 1925.  There was an oil stove aboard the Companion which was situated in the small galley below the bow deck.  It was late in the day and it was getting colder aboard the Companion.

Nick decided he would fire up the oil stove and warm things up a bit.  But he had no idea how warm things would get in just a few minutes.  Intending to light the oil stove, Nick went into the nearby engine room and picked up a container which he believed contained kerosene or stove oil.  A little shot of oil injected directly in to the fire box area of the stove would help to get it going very quickly.  A serious problem occurred at this point as Nick mistakenly picked up the wrong container.  It was a monumental mistake.  The container he picked up was not filled with stove oil, rather it held gasoline which was sometimes used for priming the Enterprise engine.

Anyone who has ever used just a few drops of gasoline to help get a fire started while burning leaves or yard debris at home for example can imagine what an impact a can of gasoline being poured into an oil stove might have.  When Nick began to pour the liquid fuel into the stove, it was as if the earth had exploded.  There was a tremendous flash of fire everywhere and Nick was engulfed in flames.  He somehow managed to get up on deck and miraculously, although his clothing was still smoldering, they were no longer on fire.  Unfortunately, however, there was no question that Nick Skansi was seriously hurt.

Pioneer purse seine skipper Egil Peterson was nearby with the purse seiner St. John, probably fishing for “bright dog” salmon in Colvos Passage at that time of the year.  Peterson saw and heard the explosion and he immediately rushed his fishing boat to the aid of the stricken Companion.  The fire aboard the Companion was out of control by this time and there was no opportunity to try and save the burning vessel.  I was told that an anchor connected to a heavy chain attached to the bow of the Companion was tossed overboard to hold her in position off the Olalla shore.

Peterson and his men got Nick and his crewman aboard the St. John and headed the vessel for Point Defiance Park in Tacoma at full-speed.  With the lack of any means of radio communication in those  early days, Peterson felt that the dock at Point Defiance Pavillion at Tacoma was the nearest location to secure medical help for Nick.  Peterson reasoned that there would be ample opportunity to quickly secure an ambulance there to transport Nick to a Tacoma hospital.

It was evening by the time the little St. John arrived at Tacoma.  And an almost unbelievable and terribly serious problem arose when they arrived at the Point Defiance pier.  The men soon learned that getting Nick to a hospital would prove to be an extremely difficult task.  That very same evening, just a short time before the men arrived at the dock; there had been a massive trolley accident in Tacoma with scores of serious injuries and many fatalities.  Every available ambulance or taxi cab, along with practically every other vehicle in Tacoma, was being used to assist in transporting those who were injured in the trolley accident to local hospitals.  It was a state of mass confusion in Tacoma that night and consequently, there was not a single ambulance available for Nick Skansie even though he was in serious condition.

Captain Egil Peterson was a true hero in everyone’s eyes that evening.  He absolutely would not give up.  He was going to find a way to get Nick Skansi to a local hospital, one way or the other.  Peterson left the dock area and miraculously, it seems, he was able to flag down a speeding taxi cab which was traveling through the area.  Peterson was able to convince the cab driver of the dire situation concerning the injuries that Nick Skansi suffered.

With great difficulty, the men managed to get Nick into the taxi cab and rushed him to a local hospital.  Of course there was utter chaos at all of the hospitals that night because of the trolley wreck.  But Nick’s injuries were nevertheless attended to rather quickly.  Nick suffered multiple burns and even though he was seriously injured, it was determined that with the proper medical attention, he would survive and recover.

Nick’s daughter, the late Bernice Crosby, was a young teen aged girl at the time the accident occurred aboard the Companion.  “When my dad got home from the hospital,” Bernice recalled, “his face was still blackened from his exposure  to the fire.  I remember him saying that because the explosion had occurred on a blustery winter day, he had decided to wear long underwear under his putter clothing.  And that may very well have saved his life.  My dad also wore eye glasses and he felt quite certain that because of the glasses, his eyesight was not harmed in any way.”
Clarence E. Shaw's Racing Roosters - The Roosterettes L-R:  Garnet West, Amy Borgen Riser; Bernice Skansi Crosby (4th girl not identified)

Nick Skansi survived the explosion and fire with no permanent injuries; the same could not be said of the versatile Companion.  Just six years after she was launched, the beautiful little seiner that never caught a fish burned to the waterline that day near Olalla, Washington.  Her charred and twisted remains struggled against the inevitable for a moment or two, I was told, and then she silently slipped beneath the surface and went to the bottom.  The Companion was no more.

With the loss of the Companion, Nick Skansi and his brother John ended their partnership in commercial vessel ownership and Nick continued in the maritime industry on his own.  I believe that it is reasonable to assume that after the near tragedy aboard the Companion, many a lesser man may have well decided to seek another profession which did not involve commercial vessels powered by volatile gasoline engines.  But Nick Skansi was not in any way a man lacking in resolve and determination.  Undaunted by the dreadful experience that he had gone through just a short time earlier, Nick purchased the packer Genius from the Babich family in early 1926.  Yes, the Genius was powered by a gas engine, too, in this case, a 50 h.p. Frisco Standard.  
Genius

The Genius was also a Skansie Shipyard built vessel, launch a year later than the Companion in 1920.  Before long, Nick was back in the freight business again, hauling berries, chickens and miscellaneous freight all over the lower Puget Sound.  But he never ventured into the passenger-carrying trade again.  in a short time, Nick curtailed much of the freight hauling activities he was involved in and concentrated his efforts in fish packing and tendering on Puget Sound.  He became involved in buying fish for the Friday Harbor Canning Company during the summer seasons and he also purchased salmon on behalf of several fresh fish markets in Seattle during the fall.

Nick’s association with Friday Harbor Canning Company continued for the remainder of his career.  During the 1930s and for many years before, I doubt there was a fisherman anywhere on Puget Sound who didn’t know who Nick Skansi was.  And his packer Genius was one of the most familiar sights around the San Juan Islands every summer.  The Genius could be seen loading salmon aboard every evening, in Griffin Bay or off Eagle Point at the Salmon Banks.  And Nick would have that old Frisco Standard gas engine banging away below as the Genius traveled to and from the cannery in Friday Harbor.

Nick Skansi passed away in 1939 and his son-in-law, the late Gerald Crosby, took over the operation of the famous packer Genius.  Crosby continued to employ the Genius as a tender for decades until she was eventually converted to a power block purse seiner many years later.  As mentioned earlier, Nick’s Companion was just lost six years after her launching, nearly taking Nick to his grave with her.  But his good old Genius can still be seen at Roche Harbor in the San Juan Islands, still going strong, over 84 years after she slid down the ways and into the calm waters of Gig Harbor Bay.

Gary Crosby’s passing marks the end of an era in the commercial fishing industry for Nick Skansi’s family.  Nick prospered in every adventure he became involved in.  From transporting passengers and chickens to packing salmon.  Nick Skansi was a true surviver.  He proved that on December 30, 1925, when he endured a fiery explosion aboard his trusty Companion.  Nick, Gerald and Gary are all gone now, but their imprint on the fishing industry will long be remembered.  They were each a part of the Nick Skansi legacy and the end of an era.

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