My great Uncle Freddie Bowen, was born 3 October 1891. He was a small man with dark curly hair. He had a small boat that he fished in. He married Ann McCrae who was born in Sunrise, Alaska. When Mount Katmai blew, most of the people of Wood Island and Kodiak left for Seldovia and other places. My Great Grandmother Bowen and her husband Bill Rohde took care of Ann. Ann was born with a crippled back. She had tuberculosis and died 29 April 1933 in Seward, Alaska.
—Seldovia, about 1931
Fred Bowen, who has been employed for some months on Clyde Coombs’ Pearl Island fox farm, came to town last Wednesday and visited with his family for a couple of days. When he went back to the island Friday morning, he took along two of his young sons, Isam and Robert, their chief jobs to be to keep the “old-man” from getting lonesome.
The blues run wild, Mr. Bowen explained, but there are enough signs to assure that the season will be a profitable one.
Five-year-old Barney Bowen strode into Morris’ store a few days ago and bought two coveted suckers, paying therefore the sum of five cents. Just outside the door he met his young pals, Ernie and Hubert Vinberg, who eyed the sweets longingly. So Barney gave each of his friends a sucker, and not having another nickel to purchase more suckers, strolled off down the walk to engage in a competitive game of hop-scotch.