Age: 0, credited to Chester, VT
Unit(s): 9th RI INF
Service: enl 5/26/62, m/i, Pvt, Co. H, 9th RI INF, 5/26/62, m/o 9/2/62, Providence, RI
See Legend for expansion of abbreviationsVITALS
Birth: 04/30/1845, Brewster, MA
Burial: Riverside Cemetery, Pawtucket, RI
Marker/Plot: Section 47, Lot E-9, Grave 6
Gravestone researcher/photographer: Jo-Ann Croft
Findagrave Memorial #: 110710570
Alias?: None noted
Pension?: Not Found
Portrait?: GAR Post #27, 1907
College?: Not Found
Veterans Home?: Not Found
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Members of Henry G.A.R. Post 27, Chester. Taken in 1907 at the home of Davidson Barr in Chester.
They were in attendance at the 50th Wedding Anniversary of Davidson and Ellen (Norton) Barr.
Back row: Jesse Parkhurst, Rev. Henry Crocker, Deacon Henry Bond, Daniel Davis
2nd row: Levi Bosworth, Luman Ballou, Alvah Learned, Albin Thompson, Unidentified
Front row: Davidson Barr, Alfred Archer, Clinton Willard, Hugh Henry
ObituaryHENRY CROCKER --- As it must to each of us, death came, March 22, 1929, to Henry Crocker of Chester, Vt., after an illness of several days.
Henry Crocker was born in Brewster (Cape Cod) Mass., on April 30, 1845, the son of Sally Crosby and Isaac Foster Crocker. His family tree shows direct male descent from Elder William Brewster of the Mayflower, and eight others of the Pilgrim fathers, all of whom came over in the first three Pilgrim ships. His mother was the daughter of a sea captain. This circumstance, together with his childhood among seafaring people on Cape Cod, his frequent visits there in later years, followed by his pastorate in Damariscotta, Maine, a shipbuilding town. and his subsequent friendship with the famous yacht builder, Nat Herrisoff, gave him a love of the sea and a knowledge of its lore quite unusual on the part of an inlander.
In 1887 a call was accepted to Fairfax, Vt., and the remainder of his life was spent in the Green Mountain State.
During this pastorate he discovered Bentley-the photographer of snow crystals-in Jericho, Vt., and first gave his work publicity through magazine articles and reproductions of his wonderful microphotographs, which later made Bentley known to scientists the world over.
Henry Crocker had the heart of a naturalist, with a great love for all that is beautiful in nature. He became affiliated with the Vermont Bird Club in 1926. He was a lover of the birds, knew their habits and could identify practically all local species. While in Fairfax he became interested in the construction of birds' nests, and gathered a most interesting collection of about 200 specimens, taken after the nesting season was over. During this period a little saw was constantly carried under the buggy seat, and whenever an attractive nest was espied, ministerial dignity was laid aside for tree climbing, boy fashion.
Wild flowers were also known to him by name, not only the common kinds, but those rare blooms, seldom found or passed unnoticed. Insects of all kinds were the subject of his most detailed and attentive scrutiny and study. He held a great store of true story incidents involving spiders, ants, wasps and what-not.
This is a condensed account of only the outward record. It possesses an abiding interest but it is more than matched by the inward record left in the hearts of those who knew this man. All along the route are lives enriched and strengthed which will move on as imperishable tributes to his nobility of character.
Joint Bulletin 14, Vermont Botanical and Bird Clubs, January, 1930, pp. 69-70.
Chick-A-D.-D.A long time ago, in a clump of small trees,
Was a little bird-college conferring degrees,
And on one little fellow, so learned was he,
And so pious was he, they bestowed a D.D.
The name of the birdie thus honored was Chick.
His body was small, his motions were quick.
I never have learned what the reason could be,
But his brother birds smiled and said "Chick, A D.D."
But Chick did not know they were smiling, and he
Was as happy a bird as there was in the tree,
And oft to himself, not to other, in glee
He chuckled and said, "I am Chick, a D.D."
What! Chick a D. D.? Little Chick, a D. D.?
Oh, yes, and a very good preacher is he;
And many a sermon delightful to me
Have I heard in the church of the Chick-a-dee-dee.
Rev. Henry Crocker,
Joint Bulletin No. 11, Vermont Botanical and Bird Clubs, June, 1926, p. 33.