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Sea-Going Vessel Built in Land-locked Ambler |
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| by Newton M. Howard | ||
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| Photograph from 1948 shows Brooke Johnson's sailing vessel being loaded onto trailer in Ambler for transport to the Delaware River. There it was launched and christened "Dearest" by Brooke's granddaughter Nancy Morgan, shown here on the deck. Planned five-year trip around the world never came about. Photograph by Newton M. Howard | ||
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Following
these ceremonies, the Gloucester type two-masted schooner is taken to
New York to have sails fitted to her 40-foot mast.
Two of their pet dogs are to accompany the Johnsons on this
journey, "Pete" a brown Alaskan sled dog, and "Rags"
a black & white wire-haired terrier. Brooke
Johnson started in business in Ambler way back in 1897 in a small frame
structure on Butler Avenue near the railroad.
The building had been moved there from Main Street on the Ambler
Park Hotel property. Here
he opened his first machine shop, for bicycle and general light repair
work, with business brisk during this popular year of the bicycle.
That same building served in later years as a shoe repair shop
next to the Ambler Palace building, erected in 1900 by Abram Stillwagon
as his restaurant and cigar factory. In
the early 1900's Johnson purchased property at Main Street near Tennis,
where he erected a modern machine shop.
It was here the ship-building project began in 1933, neither
father nor son having had prior experience in boat building. Dave had a
nautical background, having left high school to join the School Ship
Annapolis, from which he was a graduate. He was a member of the crew of
the last square-rigger to leave the Port of Philadelphia in 1928, later
serving in World War II as a lieutenant in the Merchant Marine. For
years, 82 year old D. Brooke Johnson, and his son, 47 year old D. Brooke
Johnson, Jr., had dreamed of this globe-circling trip. The younger
Johnson, better known as Dave, was
a familiar figure around town, remembered as wearing a derby when he
rode his bicycle through the streets of Ambler. The
elder Johnson, considered a genius by many, had been called in, on more
than one occasion, to solve manufacturing problems that no one else
could correct. An oft-told
story concerns a problem at the Keasbey & Mattison Company's plant.
Production came to a halt when a
critical part on a machine failed to function. When hope was given up by company officials, Brooke was
called in. Working behind closed doors, he soon had the equipment up and
working so that production could resume.
His bill submitted for fifty dollars was questioned by K&M
officials with the following: "You've fixed our machine with a
simple part that costs no more than fifty cents, and yet you've given us
a bill for fifty dollars. How
can you explain charging us so much?"
To this, Brooke replied, "You're absolutely right.
The part cost only fifty cents, but the extra $49.50 charged was
for knowing what to do with that fifty-cent part." In
November of 1947, just a year before the launching, the machine shop and
the vessel experienced a devastating fire which damaged the shop and
threatened one side of the ship. This
meant additional work to prepare the vessel for the approaching trip.
Unfortunately,
Brooke Johnson's dream of the trip around the world was never to be
fulfilled, for on the trip south by way of the inland waterways, son
David felt his father's health
would not allow for the strain of the long trip, so he packed up his
father and sent him back to Ambler, continuing the trip south alone.
Soon Brooke was back at his old Main Street Machine Shop, with
business as usual. The
planned trip never came about for father or son, with the vessel
becoming a shrimp boat on the Gulf of Mexico.
Whereabouts of Brooke's boat "Dearest" are unknown
today, according to granddaughter Nancy Morgan Ewing, who
recalls the christening more than half a century ago.
She remembers that the champagne bottle refused to break until
several attempts. We are certain of one thing only, that the dreams of
father and son of that trip around the world were never realized
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