The Story of Henry B. Mattimore

The Story of Henry B. Mattimore

He was born to Irish immigrants in Renovo, Pennsylvania. He came to Buffalo as a young man working the trade of a boilermaker. Among his seven siblings, he had a sister who was a nun and a brother who was a professional baseball player. His wife Mary died at 27 from tuberculosis. Through his two children, Harry and Joseph, he left a legacy of generations that carry on. He was our great grandfather Henry B. Mattimore, and here is some of his story….

I’d always heard of him as “Henry B.” There was a long-standing debate about what the “B.” stood for. Was it Bartholomew or Bernard? His grandson, my Uncle Hank, was named Henry Bartholomew, so it would make sense that the B stood for Bartholomew. But there were also stories and evidence about it being Bernard. In discovering the truth, I also found out that what we thought was Henry’s year of birth was wrong.

The record of Henry’s baptism on June 9th, 1862 with names in Latin.

According to the Catholic Vital Records of Central Pennsylvania, Henry’s baptismal record from Immaculate Conception Church in Lock Haven, Pennsylvania, lists his name as “Henricum Bernardum,” Latin for “Henry Bernard.” Case closed! Also in that same baptismal record, we see that Henry was born in 1862 to Michael Mattimoe and Teresa Madden, NOT 1864 as was thought from some later documents. And I might add, this church record lists the last name as Mattimoe not Mattimore. But hey, but what’s in a name, right? The baptism sponsors were his uncle James Cody and aunt Catherine (Madden) Cody — his mother’s sister.

We don’t have a lot that describes what life was like for Henry as a boy, but being from a large Catholic family with eight children — 5 boys and 3 girls — I think it’s safe to say it was a spirited or loud household, sometimes chaotic, and likely to include lots of baseball games as Henry’s brother Michael went on to become a pro player. And with both parents coming from Ireland, Henry would grow up hearing the sweet sound of their Irish brogues. There was also likely much talk of, and letters to, the families his parents left behind in Ireland — Michael’s in County Roscommon and Teresa’s in County Dublin.

The family homestead was at 908 Erie Avenue, a house built by Henry’s father around 1866. It was in an Irish settlement clustered between Eighth and Tenth Streets centered around the Catholic Church — St. Joseph’s — in an area known as Irish acre.

St. Joseph’s Catholic Church was just one block from the Mattimore home

Renovo, which means “I renew” in Latin, was built for and by the Philadelphia & Erie Railroad as the midpoint between Philadelphia and Erie. The town was laid out on a mostly-flat flood plain along the West Branch of the Susquehanna River in North-Central Pennsylvania, and was incorporated in 1866. (The Philadelphia and Erie Railroad, along with many other relatively smaller lines eventually became incorporated into the Pennsylvania Railroad.)

Nothing would have had more of an impact on young Henry than the railroad, which was literally in his front yard. Erie Avenue, a main thoroughfare in Renovo, ran alongside the railroad shops and tracks. Imagine the excitement growing up seeing and hearing the huge steam engines passing by every day.

Pictured here is the Pennsylvania Railroad hump yard at the corner of 9th Street and Erie Avenue during a parade on July 4th, 1908. The front of the Mattimore home was directly across the street facing this scene (just behind where the people are standing in the bottom right corner). Perhaps there is a Mattimore in the crowd watching this parade in 1908!

Henry left his family home sometime around 17 as he is listed as a single boarder in Renovo’s 2nd Ward while working as a “clerk in store” according to the 1880 U.S. Census. At that age, it was likely his first job. But as soon as he was able, he went to work in the Pennsylvania Railroad Shops and learned his trade as a boilermaker.

Many of the buildings of what became the sprawling Railroad Shops complex (seen in red above) were built before, during, and after the Civil War.

Three of his brothers also worked in the railroad industry, and his sister Kate married the superintendent of the railroad shops in Renovo. Before long, Henry moved to Buffalo where the railroad shops were larger. In 1886, we find him at age 24 in a U.S. City Directory for Buffalo living on 315 Michigan Avenue. The following year he is residing at 267 Seneca Street. Both addresses are near the Farrar & Trefts Boiler Works where Henry worked as a boilermaker. And we know from the 1892 New York Census that he appears just two people away from Mary O’Rourke: a likely nexus for their meeting.

Henry and Mary were married in Buffalo in 1894. They belonged to St. Brigid’s Church on the corner of Fulton and Louisiana Streets, and were most likely married there. The first Catholic parish to be erected in the city’s First Ward, St. Brigid’s Roman Catholic Church was the center of the Irish community in the neighborhood for more than a century. More than just the home of spiritual life, St. Brigid’s — and specifically St. Brigid’s Hall — was a center for union meetings, political rallies, parties, sporting events and theatrical performances. Unfortunately we can’t find it today as the church was badly damaged in a fire in 1968 and razed the following year.

Part of St. Brigid’s Church, corner of Fulton and Louisiana Streets, 1938

The young Mattimores had three sons: Harry, born in August of 1895, Joseph born in May 1898, and a third son who died in infancy. I haven’t been able to find any information about the third boy. I wish we knew his name and when he was born. I suspect that he followed closely behind Joseph, and that was likely around the same time that Mary became ill. Perhaps that was a contributing factor in the baby’s death? If anyone has an other information about the third son, I’d love to hear it.

We know the story of the family’s journey west in 1899 and of Mary’s death from tuberculosis in 1901. It was the following year, in 1902, that Henry brought his two boys home to Buffalo along with his sister-in-law Kate and mother-in-law Catherine O’Rourke. How sad that must have been for everyone to travel across the country back home to Buffalo facing their futures without their beloved Mary. Upon their return, the family lived at 482 Perry Street on the Southwest corner of Fulton and Alabama.

During those times, my mom surmised, Henry might have felt awkward, or thought it improper, living in the house with an unmarried woman — Mary’s sister Kate. That may have been the reason Henry took out of town jobs and was never home for long periods of time. He left the boys in the care of their Aunt Kate and Grandma O’Rourke. We know from his written family history that Harry Mattimore said this of the time after their move back to Buffalo:

“Henry and his cousin, Harry Cody, worked together in various cities of the West and Southwest. He always sent money home to keep Aunt Kate, Grandma, Joe and I living together in comfort. He and Harry Cody went prospecting in Montana and found a small gold mine which they sold. My father invested the proceeds of the sale in other mining and coal stocks, but unfortunately, they all proved to be poor investments. When a part of Texas was thrown open for homesteading, he and Harry Cody marked out a claim and gave Bert Higgins [Henry’s brother-in-law] money to live on the site until the claim became valid. However, Higgins did not live there long enough, and they lost their claim. That site later became part of the business center of Houston, Texas.”

An excerpt of Harry’s written family history

On April 3, 1905, Henry went to work for the U.S. Government to help build the Panama Canal. Working in the office of the mechanical engineer, he was appointed a foreman of the Boiler Shops in the Canal Zone.

His service record indicates his pay in June 1905 was $175 a month. A little less than a year later, he was earning $200 a month, and in July of 1907, he was making $225 a month. The records also detail his leave each year when he took trips home to see his boys. On one of those vacations, Henry brought a parrot home with him to Buffalo, which became quite a celebrated addition to the family according to son Harry.

Henry Mattimore, left, in the Panama Canal Zone
A ship manifest from one of the many trips Henry made to and from Panama. Here we see him along with his younger brother Joseph A. Mattimore, who also worked in Panama.

Harry’s family history goes on to say that his father Henry “died as a result of a ruptured diaphragm, suffered when he tripped and fell against the railing of the ship on which he was returning to Panama after spending his annual vacation with us.” The last entry on Henry’s service record reads that on March 8th of 1913 he died at Colon Hospital in Cristobal, Panama, and a cable was sent to the family back in Buffalo that same day. Henry was only 51 years old (or 49 so the family thought; but the baptismal record I located proved he would have actually been 51). Sons Harry and Joe, who lost their mother when they were young boys, now at 17 and 14, had lost their father.

The sad task of bringing the body home from Panama fell to Henry’s youngest brother, Joseph Aloysius Mattimore, who also worked with Henry in the Boiler Shops in Panama. Our great grandfather Henry B. Mattimore was buried March 22, 1913 in Holy Cross Cemetery in Lackawanna, New York.

9 Comments
  • Marie Smith Cary says:

    Thanks Rozanne. Great job on the history. Glad we have you

  • Beth Mattimore says:

    I always look forward to your posts Rozanne. Your detail and observations remind me of a Ken Burns documentary- keep them coming! Too bad he sold the gold mine!

  • Dan deacon says:

    Thank you for all your hard work ! Greatly appreciated 😄

  • Johanna Cronin says:

    I love reading these. Thank you, Rozanne!

  • Trish says:

    What an interesting story and it’s all true. My dad told me the parrot story. RIP to all our ancestors.

  • Robert Elwell says:

    As Rozanne’s proud local deputy, I ventured out to Buffalo’s Old First Ward to provide current reconnaissance on the addresses referenced in this blog.
    In 1886 my great grandfather Henry, then 24 was living at 315 Michigan Ave which is now a parking lot in close proximity to the Bison’s baseball stadium. Rozanne found his next documented residence the next year as 267 Seneca St which is now a vacant lot next to the highly acclaimed Chef’s Restaurant, whose patrons’ cars on busy nights end up in the parcel of land where great grandad once lived.
    As I previously discovered, Henry’s place of employment during this time, Farrar & Trefts, then located on the block of Indiana St and Perry St, is now on the site of the Sabres hockey arena. Now I have narrowed the location down I believe to the outside walkway between the arena’s main entrance and parking ramp, a pedestrian spot officially named Alumni Plaza by the Sabres: https://www.nhl.com/sabres/arena/alumni-plaza
    I also visited the site of the next residence at the corner of Fulton St and Alabama St where Harry and Joseph were raised. This is now a vacant lot in the mostly boarded up and abandoned Commodore Perry Housing Projects. Looking west from this lot one can easily see the vacant land that once was occupied by St. Brigid’s campus just a block and a half away. There is presently a smaller building at the site of where the church was that holds a senior care facility. Based on maps, photos, and Rozanne’s research we know that St. Brigid’s was a vibrant center of the community with the church, school, and hall likely occupying much more land than the present facility there. Looking around I saw lots of open area with a few old trees and a wrought iron fence that likely survived the times (and fire).
    How many of those passing through this sparsely populated neighborhood know of it’s energetic and fertile history? I sadly get the impression not many do. Thanks to Rozanne and Mattimore ancestry, I do.

  • Rozanne says:

    Thanks for being my local deputy and checking out the old addresses, Bob! Yes, that area in the old Ward 1 was thriving back then. Hard to imagine it by driving around there now.

    Through cousin Eileen, she reports that my Uncle Dick says he thinks the parrot was named Polly, which I now recall my mom telling us, too. He adds that the lady next door on Perry Street used to talk to Polly with her Irish brogue. I remember mom saying that some of the words that Polly mimicked were with an Irish accent!

  • Julie says:

    I would give a lot of money to hear a parrot with an Irish accent! Thanks for the post, Rozanne. Did you notice Henry’s trips back home were usually 42 days long? That’s only six weeks and only once a year to see his sons. Also, I noticed his last trip home was in July 1912 and he died in March the following year. That means he must have suffered for six months after his fall on the ship. That’s very sad.

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