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FREDERICK E. CHESTERTON |
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Sgt. F. E. Chesterton
Wounded In Action
Tech. Sgt. Frederick E. Chesterton, brother of Mrs.
Mildred N. Valerio, 161 Shelter St., was wounded slightly in action in
France, June 27, according to a telegram from the War Department.
The 23-year-old paratrooper has been overseas since last November.
He entered the Army in September, 1942, and trained at Fort Benning.
He was commended for bravery in battle by his divisional commander.
Before entering the service Sergeant Chesterton, a graduate of West High
School, was employed by Bausch & Lomb Optical Company in their
experimental laboratory His brother Gunners Mate 2-c Gilbert F.
Chesterton, is a member of a PT boat crew operating along the French
coast. |
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Frederick E. Chesterton enlisted in the Army at Rochester,
NY on 15 September 1942 and became a member of Company C, 508th PIR.
T4 Chesterton was injured in action on 27 June 1944 and
evacuated to a field hospital in Scotland.
 On 12 September 1944 he was flown from Prestwick,
Scotland to Stevensville, Newfoundland where the aircraft was refueled.
He then proceeded to LaGuardia Airport, New York City.
T4 Chesterton received additional treatment in the
United States and was discharged on 17 December 1944. He married
his sweetheart, Mary Elizabeth Mahon, 2 weeks later. |
 Chesterton,
Frederick E
Oct 25, 1986 in Buffalo V.A. Hospital. He is survived by his
wife, Mary Elizabeth; 3 sons and daughters-in-law, Peter and Nancy, Rick
ad Heathers, and Paul; a daughter Ann Manion a brother, Gilbert; 2
sisters, Mildred Valerio, Isabelle Weinhart; 7 grandchildren; several
nieces and nephews. He was a retired city firefighter and a WWII
veteran.
Friends may call Tues. 2-4, 7-9 at John M. Hedges Funeral Home,
corner of Culver and empire Blvd. Funeral Wed. 9:00 a.m. at St.
Boniface Church. Interment Webster Rural Cemetery.
Arrangements the Thomas F. Trott Funeral Home. |
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 HANDY
MAN around a fire station is Frederick Chesterton. He
is equally adept as chef for fellow firemen or as a firefighter.
His Dalmatian pal is Tommy, station 1 mascot.
Firehouse
Chef Jumps
From Fryer To fries
By Del Rey
Here's one man who really does jump from the frying pan into
the fire.
Frederick Chesterton of 153 Averill Ave. does it many times a year.
He gets away with it, too.
As amateur chef and processional firefighter at Engine 1
firehouse in Stone St., Fireman Chesterton prepares meals for
his colleagues almost every day.
And, frequently, he has to drop his spatula or ladle, jump into his
boots, raincoat and steel hat and hop the fire engine to ride to
a blaze
Firemen you see, work in alternating shifts of 10 or 14 hours at a
stretch. They can't leave the firehouse while on duty, so
they must eat at lest one meal a day "in quarters."
At most firehouses the men carry their lunches to work, warming
them up and making coffee on ranges provided in the stations.
But at Engine 1, the men chip into a grocery fund. They
send a friend to a store with a shopping list. When he
gets back, Chesterton starts cooking.
A typical meal includes hamburger and baked
potatoes. Or, maybe fried eggs and potatoes.
Sometimes there's soup. and coffee, always..
Chesterton, no fool when it comes to cooking or economy, admits
that sometimes he makes a kettle of stew for Monday, then adds a
little water to what's left for Tuesday.
When the boys want something extra special, other firemen come up
with pet dishes. Leonard Heuther, for example, makes a
chili dish that the boys say is really hot stuff. Mike
Yanko can whop up a good pir.
ALTHOUGH FIRES have interrupted several meals, only one of
Chesterton's dinners was really spoiled. Something burned
on the stove when the firemen were across town putting out a
blaze. "Dinner was ruined," Chesterton moans.
Around the dinner table there's usually five firemen, a battalion
chief, the chief's driver, two city chauffeurs and Tommy.
Tommy is the station's Dalmatian mascot, a well-fed pooch.
Meals cost about 40 cents each. What cash is left over in the
grocery kitty is saved. Then, three or four times a year,
the men go out after work for what one of them calls "a real
dinner served by waitresses." |
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