John Humphrey Ernest Jones

Bank: National Provincial Bank of England

Place of work: Bedminster branch

Died: 23 August 1918

 

John Humphrey Ernest Jones was born on 14 September 1888, the son of a bank worker. In November 1904, when he was 26 years old, Jones went to work for his father's former employer National Provincial Bank of England, at its Manchester Corn Exchange branch. He was forced to resign in July 1905 because he could not obtain the life insurance that was required of all bank employees, perhaps indicating that his health was poor. Shortly afterwards, however, the problem was resolved and he returned to the bank in November 1905.

 

In December 1905 Jones transferred to Aberystwyth branch; in October 1908 to Birmingham; in April 1909 to Newcastle Emlyn; in September 1909 to Leicester; and in May 1912 to Bedminster branch.

 

In January 1913 Jones married his wife, Hilda. Later that year he was promoted to a more senior grade, and in 1916 his manager recommended to head office that in a year or two he would be ready for promotion to branch accountant.

 

During the First World War Jones joined the army, becoming a Private in the London Regiment. He died on 23 August 1918 of wounds received in action in France. He was 29 years old and left a widow and one child.

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Jonathan Miles July 25 2018 23:49PM

My grandmother Hilda was the widow of John Humphrey Ernest Jones, and their son Frank (Rev Frank Jones, 1914-1979) was my uncle.  My grandmother was one of the fortunate few who remarried after the war, going on to have two more sons including my father.  I remember her saying how happy they had been in their short marriage, so happy they knew it couldn’t last.

I am most touched that RBS remembers its heroic fallen staff in this way, and am sure my grandmother would have been too.