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Mr Durrant describes the advances in marine radio technique as amazing, and recalls that "When I learnt about wireless, valves were unheard of."

It may not be very well known that wireless communications in those early years of the 20th century was done without the benefit of vacuum tubes used later on for amplification and rectification. If the advances brought about by the vacuum tube (valves as Durrant described them) was considered "amazing," just think about what we have today brought about first by the invention of the transistor and later by the invention of large scale integrated circuitry. I'm sure Durrant would have described what we have today as "unbelievable." But at least in one respect Durrant and others of his day were at the leading edge of modern day radio communications. They communicated using a form of binary digital signaling, in what would be called in today's technical jargon, On-Off Keying with Binary Pulse Width Modulation (OOK-BPWM). Quite a bit slow perhaps by today's standards, but nonetheless it was a form of binary digital communications.
 

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'Sno worries.

Other publications might have run small items on his retirement, Jo - (Mariner's Mirror, for example) and the Liverpool Echo might have mentioned it. It wouldn't give you much more information (beyond his then-current address!), but just for kicks it might be worth looking up his entry in the Mauretania crew agreements at Kew. He was still comparatively young when he retired. Good luck with your research - he has the potential to be a fascinating subject.
 

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As promised, new pic of Frederick Barrett

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Unlike the E&H pic, this looks like a Fred Barrett who could keep a bunch of stokers in order, with or without a shovel. I don't recall this particular picture but the face does look vaguely familiar - maybe there's a younger version in one of those 1912 newspaper group photos which have no names to go with the faces.
 

Senan Molony

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It's a CR10 from 1919.
It hasn't been published anywhere - they just all looked vaguely like this guy...

His birth date is January 10, 1883. Born in Bootle, which fits nicely with Barrett's biographical information.
 
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Very distinctive ears, in that photo above. I am told by an acquaintance - whose job I don't really quite understand, and about which I feel oddly reluctant to ask - that in identification issues, the ears have it. Faces often converge into 'types', especially as people age, suggesting similarities which may be confusing, but the ears don't. Unless you have gangster-type plastic surgery, of course, which is hardly likely in the cases we are discussing.

I recall once seeing some before-and-after pix of a bloke in WW2 who went undercover in France, although already being known to the enemy. They changed his ear alignment and his hairline, made him put on a couple of stone in weight, and gave him a pair of specs. Totally unrecognisable. They changed him from a nice-looking young man into a rather unattractive, virtually middle-aged one. All in a good cause I suppose - I thought he was rather brave.
 
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Oh - and noses carry on growing throughout life, millimetre by millimetre, it seems. So neat little probosci in youth turn into large, red, pitted monstrosities later in life. Go to be true - look around you!

Hope this information is useful. Rather than just sending people headlong to the bathroom mirror, either to check out their vulnerability to identification or, much more likely, merely to check on the signs of aging.
 

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I've noticed also that the nose and ear shapes of seafaring men can change quite radically and without warning at any time in their working lives, possibly as a result of boisterous debate in drinking establishments. In such debates, leading stokers like Mr Barrett here were probably very effective in getting their views across.
 
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Muddied waters, here, Bob. You're saying we have to try to distinguish between natural ear-aging processes, and cauliflower ears..? Broken noses, and the natural results of over-indulgence? Given the photographic evidence, I think it may be a non-starter, for 1912 - 1920.

Given the evidence for 2005, I think, regrettably, it may be only too clear.

Back to square-one.
 

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Just to clarify: Senan has posted an excellent photo of a Fred Barrett who is almost certainly THE Fred Barrett. Good work, Senan. The discussion has turned to the possibility of finding him in other photos, and the problems in general of matching faces in different pics. Nobody has suggested that this pic isn't Fred. He does indeed have very distinctive ears, and I've been burning the midnight oil looking for a younger Fred in all those 1912 survivor groups, but so far no luck. Will report back if I find those ears.
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"What are you saying, Monica, that it is not a picture from 1912-20 ?"
No.
"I am going to enjoy boxing your ears."
Hm.
"Monitor Hall's ears should be burning red by then."
I doubt it.
 

Senan Molony

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Hi Bob,

I appreciate your efforts to smooth ruffled feathers. However I know exactly what was being implied.

And so does everybody else. It is explicit in the end.

I think a foolish mistake was made by one of our interlocutors in comparing my pic today with the earlier "Barrett" picture I posted, which Eaton and Haas in Triumph & Tragedy clearly suggest was the surviving Fred Barrett by their placement of that pic in their book.

I pointed out earlier that I have doubts about this - since that pic was originally printed by the Daily Mirror in 1912 among a gallery of victims.

For the under-informed, there were two Frederick Barretts, both stokers. Both on the Titanic. One lived and one died.

I do not know where the truth lies for that particular Daily Mirror pic (very young in any case), as it is more than conceivable that the 1912 newspaper made a mistake, but the CR10 pic for Barrett that I posted today comes from an identity card that has accurate information and importantly identifies him as a leading firemen.

People who have never done any Titanic research themselves may be surprised at the quality of the CR10s photographs, but the serious Titanic community can be very glad that they very much exist.

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Senan - Many thanks the excellent Photograph.
Below is a story I printed in the Atlantic Daily Bulletin about Mr. Barrett many moons ago.
Mr. Barrett was Fred Leigh's uncle and he wrote the following story - we never did find out what eventually happened to Mr. B - any idea?

City's unsung Titanic hero.
By Fred Leigh. 26th February 1987
With permission.
NO disaster of modern times has quite excited the same horror and at the same time, fascination, doubt, bravery and cowardice as the sinking of the Titanic.
Fred Barrett lived in Hanley with his wife and worked in a local pit as a collier. He was tall and strong and a good worker much respected by his mates and employers. Members of a brass band, his father and two brothers and himself would augment their income as buskers.
On his way to the pit one morning, he was informed by a friend that his wife had taken a lover and this man had been seen entering his house when he had left for work. Enraged, Fred returned home to find the insidious pair in his bed. The man sprang from the bed and cowered in the corner of the room.
A fearsome cry and Fred lunged towards him and lifted him bodily from the floor. His eyes blazed with anger and disgust, he paused, trembling, then let him fall to the floor. The man was whimpering like a child and Fred stepped back and glared at his unfaithful wife. She was crying hysterically, holding the bedcovers to her chin as though to ward off the violence she expected to come. Gripping the rail of the brass bedstead he said quietly: ''You're not worth the trouble.'' He left the house and never saw her again.
Fred then went to see his sister in Hanley, Mrs. Ada Leigh, and he told her of his trouble. He said he was going to try and get a job as a seaman and would, later, settle down in America. It was, he said, something he had wanted to do for some time.
Fred soon found work as a stoker. He worked hard and was made a leading fireman.
In 1912 he was offered a job as leading fireman on the Titanic. While waiting for the ship to sail he lodged at a public house, the King and Queen, 24 King Street, Houndwell, Southampton.
Wednesday, April 10, 1912, just before 7.30am, Captain Edward Smith (a fellow townsman), arrived wearing a bowler hat and a long overcoat. He began to receive reports from his officers.
Captain
A few moments before noon, Captain Smith gave the order to sail.
A near collision was averted by the alert action of Captain Smith and the Pilot Bowyer as the water under and around the SS New York increased in volume by the movement of the Titanic. The mooring ropes broke and the New York began to move towards the Titanic. An omen? On to Cherbourg, more passengers and cargo. Queenstown, Ireland then into the North Atlantic.
Warnings of ice were telegraphed and were received by the Marconi Wireless Operators Phillips and Bride from other vessels in the area and were passed to the Captain. One was passed to Bruce Ismay, the owner, who put it in his pocket.
When the liner struck, Captain Smith rushed to the bridge and asked officer Murdoch what had happened. ''An iceberg,'' he replied. ''I hard a starboard and reversed the engines and I was going to hard a port but she was too close - I couldn't do any more, sir.'' Captain Smith gave the order to close the emergency doors, ''The doors are already closed sir.'' replied Murdoch.
Down in boiler room number 6, Fred Barrett had been talking to second engineer Hesketh. The warning bell sounded and the red light flashed above the watertight door. There was a crash and the starboard side of the ship appeared to give way. The sea poured in and the two men leapt through the door as it slammed down behind them.
Fred Barrett saw that the situation was as bad in boiler room number 5. The gash ran about 2ft. beyond the door and a great jet of water was gushing through the hole. The stokers were scrambling up the ladder to topside. The lights went out and Engineer Harvey told Fred, who had stayed behind, to go aft for lanterns. Fred Barrett had to climb to the top of the escape ladder, cross over, and down the other side.
Boiler room
By the time he had retraced his steps the lights had come on again. The Engineer then ordered Fred to get the boilers shut down. The pressure had built up while the ship was at full steam. Fred scrambled back up the escape ladder and gave orders to about 20 stokers he found wandering around ''E'' deck. It was back-breaking work boxing up the boilers and putting on dampers to stop the steam rising. Clouds of steam gushed through the boiler room as they sweated and toiled.
Boiler room number 5 seemed the only place under control. After the fires were drawn, Barrett sent most of the stokers topside. By this time the ship was down at the head and listing five degrees to starboard. Fireman Barrett had noticed this but decided to say nothing to the engineers who were working on the pumps. Engineer Harvey ordered Fred to lift the iron manhole cover off the floor-plates on the starboard side so that he could get at the valves to adjust the pumps.
Orders came from the bridge for all hands to report to the boat stations. Fred told the remaining stokers to go but he remained behind to assist Harvey and after about a quarter of an hour they were pleased with their endeavours and the room was still dry. Suddenly the sea came roaring through the space between the boilers at the forward end of the room. The whole bulkhead between numbers 5 and 6 collapsed. Harvey shouted to Fred to get out. Foam surging around his knees then upwards to his waist, he struggled to the escape ladder. He looked round for Harvey who was making his way to the pump room where Engineer Shepherd lay (who had broken his leg through falling down an open manhole cover) and then Shepherd disappeared under the torrent of water. There was nothing more he could do but make his way up the ladder as the water followed him.
Lifeboat
Fred Barrett reached the deck and walked aft to deck ''A'' on the starboard side, where there were only two boats left - number 13 and 15. Number 13 was partly lowered and full.
A call was made for any more women. None appeared and none were visible on the deck, which was brightly illuminated, Fred Barrett was told to get in and take charge.
The experience of being lowered in a large lifeboat with 64 people aboard was like descending a tall building 75ft above the ground in a continuous series of jerks. When almost to the bottom, a great discharge of water 3ft to 4ft in diameter which was coming from the condenser pumps almost swamped them.
They shouted to stop lowering, Fred and another man pushed the boat away from the side of the ship with oars then shouted to be lowered again. The lifeboat reached the sea which fortunately was as calm as a lake. Fred Barrett shouted ''Let go the after falls.'' None of the crew on the boat deck heard, or were too busy lowering boat number 15. Boat 13 was now drifting below boat 15 and the occupants were in danger of being crushed. Fred, with seconds to spare scrambled across the boat, treading on women and children. He cut the ropes just in time as boat 15 crashed down beside them. ''Pull away'', he ordered. ''As hard as you can.'' More confusion because the few crew in the boat had never handled an oar before. One of the stokers collapsed because of the freezing cold. A lady passenger draped a coat over him.
They rowed with difficulty for about a mile from the ship when Fred called a halt. The night dark and cold, yet calm, the sky clear and full of stars. They all stared in awe at the demise of the great liner. The lights were still burning, row after row disappearing as she slowly sank. Then, a rumbling noise, as the forward funnel-stays snapped and the giant funnel toppled over in a shower of sparks. The sound of engines, boilers and machinery crashing through the bulkheads.
The after part of the ship went up in the air, stern upwards, almost vertical. The lights went out. She slid slowly but gracefully to her final resting place on the bed of the North Atlantic.
Dawn came and the responsibility of ''Captain'' Frederick Barrett came to an end. They were taken aboard the rescue ship Carpathia.
After giving evidence in the American and British inquiries, Fred Barrett came to the Potteries once more to visit his sister. No hero's welcome here, his native town were unaware of the role he played in one of the world's greatest disasters. Then went I know not where. So ends a legend.
Fred Leigh. Reprinted with permission.
 

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I am going to enjoy boxing your ears.
Senan, this comment was unnecessary and in poor taste, as I am sure you appreciate with hindsight. Threats of physical violence, however 'jokingly' made, are not amusing. Let's have no more of this please.
 

Senan Molony

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It was meant metaphorically, Paul, and Monica likes her metaphors.

(She knows what she herself was intending to convey with her ear-related circumlocutions.
I know it, and anyone who cares to read her posts can form their own opinion.)

I think everyone knows what I was trying to convey in return, while staying in the "ears" idiom.

Having said that, I appreciate that it was overly-aggressive in tone. If it has disturbed the wider equilibrium, then of course I regret that and I now formally withdraw it, with apologies.

Any lingering suggestion that the picture could not be that of Frederick Barrett from his CR10 card in 1919 will soon be wholly disposed of.

From cauliflower ears to noses out of joint, I'm sure none of this is really important in the wider scheme of things.

Pictures of Barrett's CR10 card to come.
 

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