#52 Ancestors - Week #1 Frederick Richard Jacobs

Frederick Richard Jacobs was born 30 Jun 1928 in Brooklyn, Kings, New York. His social security number was 080-xx-xxx2. Born to Fredrick Jacobs and Emma Folscher who were married 20 Sept 1927, he was the oldest of three boys. His brother's were Russell Charles Jacobs b. 20 March 1935 and Ernest Robert Jacobs b. 15 Sept 1941. At age 2 he lived in Brooklyn, New York (source:1930 United States Federal Census). At age 7 & 11 he lived in Babylon, New York (source: 1940 United States Federal Census).
As the story goes, he would go to the Cliffwood Beach Pool each summer in Cliffwood Beach, New Jersey and there he met his future wife Elizabeth F. Weber b. 17 May 1926.  Their first date was walking around the beer factory in Jersey City, NJ and he was so much taller than her that he was walking and left her in the dust. They were married on 17 July 1955 (sorce: Elizabeth "Betty" F. Jacobs obituary). They had three girls. Prior to his death 24 July 1984, he was a jazz musician by night playing the drums and a fork lift operator by day. He was an amazing grandfather to three grandchildren and terrific father to his daughters. His obituary, posted in the Red Bank Registar on 25 July 1984 reads as follows:

Frederick R. Jacobs

ABERDEEN -Frederick Richard Jacobs. 56. of Parva Place, died yesterday at Bayshore Community Hospital, Holmdel. Born in Brooklyn. N Y  he resided in Woodbridge until moving here 26 years ago. Before retiring in 1981. Mr. Jacobs was a forklift operator at Bird and Son Roofing Materials, Perth Amboy. For 35 years He was a member of Musician's Local 373. Woodbridge. and a US Army veteran of the Korean War

Surviving are his wife. Elizabeth Weber Jacobs, his mother, Mrs. Emma Jacobs of Perth Amboy three daughters Mary Beth Peterson and Debra Jacobs, both here and Kathleen Jacobs of Stockton. Calif, two brothers, Ernest of South Bound Brook, and Russell of California; and three grandchildren. The Day Funeral Home inKeyport, is in charge of arrangements.

On a personal note: I remember Grandpa Jacobs driving Grandma to work at the Revlon factory with the three of us grand-kids in the back seat and we would practice reading signs and counting in our terrible Spanish. 

One time he went to my house to find my bathing suit so I could go swimming at the babysitters house. 

My first word was french fry because Grandpa would always steal them from me.