Family History

Note: We just discovered that this family member, related to my Grandmother, Irene Wallingford, née Vessot passed away this year, 2018. Below is his obituary taken from the Boston Globe.

 

ROBERT FREDERICK CHARLES VESSOT

1930 - 2018 Obituary

VESSOT, Robert Frederick Charles Physicist Born April 16, 1930 in Montreal, Canada, Bob was the only child of Robert Charles Ulysses Vessot, and Marguerite Yvonne (Giauque) Vessot. Bob was raised in the Town of Mount Royal, and earned a B.A., M.Sc. and Ph.D. in Physics, from McGill University in Montreal. He served in The Royal Canadian Air Force with N.A.T.O. as Station Communications Officer in Zweibrucken, Germany.

In 1956 Bob settled in Cambridge, MA having been recruited by M.I.T. as a post doctorate member of the research staff working on the development of the Hydrogen Maser (Atomic Clock), invented by two Nobel Prize winners at Harvard.

It was during this time that he met and married his wife of 59 years, Norma (Wight), another transplant from Montreal to the Boston area. In 1960 he moved his young family to Marblehead and went to work at Varian Associates in Beverly, MA.

 When Bob elected not to relocate to California upon his company's acquisition by Hewlett-Packard, Bill Hewlett personally facilitated the move of his entire lab to the Harvard Center for Astrophysics in Cambridge, MA. He worked as a physicist at the Smithsonian Astrophysical Observatory and as an associate of the Harvard College Observatory until his official retirement in 2001, although he continued volunteering with graduate students at the lab until 2015.

Over the course of his successful career, Bob was best known for his contributions to the development of the atomic clock based on the maser and its application to the experimental verification of Einstein's General Theory of Relativity, which he performed with NASA. For this he was awarded the NASA Medal for Exceptional Scientific Achievement in 1978. The 30 atomic clocks built by his group have been used in satellite-tracking stations, in radio telescopes, in research labs in the United States and Europe, by the U.S. Naval Observatory for tracking the Nation's time, and by Jet Propulsion Labs to guide the Voyager spacecraft to Jupiter, Saturn, and beyond.

Bob received many other scientific awards, including the 1993 I.I. Rabi Award of the IEEE, authored numerous publications and owned several patents.

Bob loved his work and traveled extensively throughout the world to lecture and attend conferences, often stopping in Switzerland to visit with family on his way home to Marblehead. Bob was a kind and fun-loving man who often used his many talents to help others.

He enjoyed nothing more than day sailing and racing his different boats before acquiring a Nonsuch, on which he and Norma cruised for 29 years. In his beloved cellar workshop, he tinkered with motorcycles (which, in his younger years he also raced), antique cars and old marine engines.

In this workshop he also produced and repaired parts for old watches and clocks, a hobby he attributed to his Swiss heritage of clock makers. Throughout his life, Bob also enjoyed tennis and skiing, listening to classical music and playing his pianos and reed organ.

In his later years, he became a devoted Patriots, Bruins and Red Sox fan. Bob was an active member of the Eastern Yacht Club in Marblehead as well as many professional and social organizations.

He is survived by his wife Norma Newman (Wight) Vessot and their daughters, Judy Gardiner and her husband, Joel, Peggy Lyons and her partner, Tim Moran, and Nancy Thorne and her husband, Charlie.

Bob also leaves his six grandchildren, Alex and Tory Gardiner, Lindsay and Hannah Lyons, and Ben and Sam Thorne, plus many nieces and nephews and their families in the U.S., Canada and Bermuda. Bob will be greatly missed by his loving family and friends. A private service will be held this summer.

Memorial donations may be made in Bob's name to Care Dimensions
75 Sylvan Street,
B-102, Danvers, MA, 01923.

 Arrangements are under the care of Eustis and Cornell of Marblehead.

Published in The Boston Globe on June 10, 2018


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Honouring the Life of Charles Wesley Pedley


Honouring the life of Charles Wesley Pedley, My Dad, a grandfather, a great-grandfather after his death.

What do I say about my dad?


He was from that old English stock, a gentleman, a blind man who learned to be cheerful and happy in spite of becoming blind, a musician, a composer. a wise man, a father who had no father, well at least not after his 11th birthday when the Halifax Explosion took him.


He did not talk much about his personal feelings. That was a characteristic of the age he grew up in. I do not ever remember him saying that he loved me. I don't remember him hugging me. I had to start those two things with him as I grew older and longed to hug my dad.

It is not that he didn't love me or my sister, Sylvia Wiens. He did. You could tell that by his other actions. But he lived without a father-example, he became a man in an age of revealing personal feelings as perhaps being weakness. And as a parent, you COULD NOT be weak.

I loved him, admired him but I just didn't know him on a personal level until he was dying of oesophagical cancer when he said, as I watched over him, "They are all dead now." I asked. "Who?" "All my old friends like Joe Wilson, and Harry Lowrey" (the farmer on whose farm my dad worked and the man who treated him like a son I am told) in Eastern Ontario.

Then he said, the most revealing thing, that even my mother who is 92 as of March 29, 2010 said, she had not known until I told her. He said, "I prayed for them, every day!"

For my nieces and nephews on my sister's side of the family, he was the only grandfather they had ever known and they loved his cheerful sense of humour. My sister's husband, Ted Wiens lost his father when he was young [??], and he grew up I guess much the same way but in a different age.

The picture here is probably my dad's most cherished memory and perhaps the highlight of his folk music career. He got to write the official ballad of Niagara-On-The-Lake's Bicentennial, [included later] AND got to sing it for the Queen Mother!

She shook his hand and he told my mother, "I'm not going to wash it for a week!" He was a monarchist. A historian. A man of passion under control. A Christian. A man who learned to cope so well with his blindness, that when someone explained something to him, he would say, "I see!"

He became a comfort and source of cheer to another blind man, in Niagara on the Lake, Mr. Jones, I believe.

Without knowing it, on a subconscious level, because he was always so healthy, his cancer sneaked up on us. I took him too much for granted. He got sick and passed away, in 1989, January, a few short months after seeing his oldest granddaughter, my daughter, Ann get married to Jon Guinn of Attleboro, Massachusetts. [It is so hard to say 'died' for some reason, maybe because we want to hold on to his memories as all that is left of this humble but accomplished man!].

Suddenly I thought of the times I had neglected phoning him, of visiting him. I resolved NEVER to do that again and let my mother be so alone. But I had regrets for some time that I had to deal with because of my neglect of him.

So if you are reading this, please do not neglect your parents, your mom and dad. They will not always be with you. I don't want you to have the regrets that I had to deal with for some time.

And now it is time to celebrate his life!

The life of Charles Wesley Pedley, MUI

[My dad had to go to work when he was 16 because of losing his father, so he never completed high school and of course, not any college. But he knew all kinds of stuff and he used to joke that he had his MUI. "Master of Useless Information"]

-Charles G. Pedley, the son
-For Sylvia Wiens, his daughter
-For Lilian Pedley, in 2010, in her 92nd year in March!
-For And all the grandchildren and great grandchildren that he never got to know and who never got to know him.

-I hope some others will contribute memories of dad, or grandpa as well. His oldest grandchildren were perhaps just pre-teens. Therefore they do not have many memories except the ones I mentioned about him having a very good humour about his blindness.

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