When Jack had reached his 20’s, he would go abalone fishing/hunting. I
don’t have much information about the process, but apparently he had a
weight belt with big slugs of lead attached to a strap the buckled around his
waist (it was heavy,) he also looked funny in his wetsuit; there was nothing
too appealing about anyone’s wetsuit back then, they were all plain rubber
black. His kids still had themselves a snicker or too glancing at him wearing
them.
Jack was a sucker for learning new and interesting things. He also loved
teaching others the new things he had learned or experienced. As a young lad
he was actually an Eagle Scout and when his son became old enough to be a
Cub Scout and Boy Scout Jack became a Cub Master and Scout Master. He and
his son have some memorable memories with that.
When Jack was older he got a job as an electrical engineer for Lockheed
Missiles and Space Corporation. He worked there for 37 years, primarily at the
Santa Cruz, California test base. Later he retired and Jack and his wife moved
to Silver Lake, Washington. He enjoyed his relaxing life with friends, his wife
and the outdoors. Not to mention his children:
Shannon Gibbons, John Gibbon, Leslie Gibbons,
Teresa Gibbons Franklin, Steve Gibbons Monroe,
Chad Lynch, his sister Donna and his 11
grandchildren.
One summer, he took his family to Alaska. They
stopped to camp every night. Jack had organized
everything, and made sure all of his kids knew what
jobs they were doing for set up and take down of the
camp ground; they got the hang of it after a few
weeks. Jack and his son John fished nearly every day,
sometimes they even caught some. One time his
lovely daughters and his wife went fishing up stream
on the same body of water as Jack and his son were
on. Leslie his younger daughter had caught a small fish; she was very proud.
Later the boys had come back upstream to show them all the fish they had