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He has on faded jeans, worn Reeboks, a khaki shirt with a pair of flying mallards embroidered on the left breast pocket and a camouflage hat. If he were any more comfortable, he'd be asleep.
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He's got deep blue eyes under thick, sandy brows. A matching sandy moustache rambles across his upper lip and his sandy hair is longish and just this side of rebellious.
Finally, after years of Dorothy abuse, Giberson couldn't take it any more. ''I shouted, 'Dammit! My name is Gary!' Grandpop just laughed. 'Your name is Gary?' he said. 'Ha, ha, ha. That's a good one, Dorothy.' "
"I had been hunting for 45 years. I had 12 of my own decoys in the water and every head position was carved different and those decoys were worth about $1,000 apiece. The geese hit the water, cocked their heads, looked my decoys straight in their shoebutton eyes and started talking to 'em."
artists, sits at the carving bench he made out of timbers from his grandfather's barn, waxing romantic about water fowl and water dogs and water fowl and dog lovers. But this is hours before the visitors arrive and he's just talking for the pure pleasure of it. He is a born again bird lover and a natural born storyteller and he gets $500 a pair for his surprisingly emotional carvings.
He brought his gun up. He looked for two birds crossing so he could bring two down with one shot.
"When Lem died, a part of me died, too. He raised decoy ducks to an art form. He was the Michelangelo of the decoy world. We were all influenced by him and those that say they're not are full of crap."
"I found two crossing birds in my sights," he says. "But I just couldn't bend my knees and shoot. I got to thinking how these geese mate for life. I got to thinking about the beauty of their pure white breast feathers. I thought, 'These are the geese that have flew the flyway.'
Giberson came of age in the '50s, when hand carved decoys were being replaced by cheaper cork, plastic and styrofoam models. He remembers thinking, ''The wooden decoy is dead. I'm dead as an artist."
Six years ago, he was hunting Canada geese. He was sighting down his gun barrel. He had his labrador retriever, Black Pearl, by his side, quivering in anticipation of the shot. Then something strange happened.
"They found this tree that cut so good," Giberson says. "Trunks nine to 12 feet in diameter and the wood don't have any knots in it because there's no limbs two thirds of the way up the tree."
Giberson honks rapidly, talking Canada goose talk. "When you are standing there watching those geese talking to your decoys," he says, "something happens deep inside you."
Giberson was an adolescent when his grandfather died. "His last words were, 'Send Dorothy over in the morning. I want Dorothy to have my tools.' He left me all his boat building and decoy carving tools. I have two of his drawknives here, made of high carbon steel. I still use his old Black Diamond wood rasp. My grandpop's sweat is still in the handle. And when I'm working the wood, I can still feel grandpop's hand over mine."
from the museum. The land has been in his family since 1637. For 15 generations, Gibersons have built boats and homes from the cedars that grow there.
The late morning sun bounces off the teal blue surface of Lily Lake and floods the jewel like Noyes Museum with the kind of soft light that is seen most often in summer dreams.
dollar an inch from Haddonfield taxidermist Jack Blades, who taught him how to use airbrushed primary colors to make his fish leap off the wall.
Giberson is so intense about bird watching and carving from nature, he is almost evangelical. "I'm a lifelong wildlife hunter who became a Bambi ist," he says fervently.
"Grandpop was ornery," Giberson says fondly. "He would say cuss words. He would get me to say cuss words. He would pay me a penny a cuss. He called me Dorothy every day of my life just to make me ornery, too. 'We gonna go fishing today, Dorothy?' 'You gonna milk the cow, Dorothy?' He hurt my feelings. He always called my brother Clem by his rightful name. But he always called me Dorothy."
So he spent 14 years working construction on the Garden State Parkway and another 12 laying electrical lines. He carved wooden fish as a hobby, making a
In 1961, he met legendary decoy artist Lem Ward. "The first time I saw a Lem Ward black duck," Giberson whispers, "it made my hair stand on end, it was so beautiful. Lem Ward put life in a bird.
"It was early morning," he says softly. "Everything was still. The sun started coming up. The water turned orange and red. There were my decoys, floating on orange water, in the early morning stillness. To hear that stillness broken by the wind whistling through the wings of the geese coming in does something to me every time.
"I felt a warm tear go down my cold cheek. I broke into tears. I was emotionally moved. I thought, 'I can get an oven roaster from Frank Perdue with a thermometer in it.' I put down my gun. I became a Bambi ist."
Antique carving tools and wooden decoys in various states of completion crowd the walls and floor around him. Cedar shavings are everywhere.
He lives in Port Republic on the banks of the Mullica River, four miles
He started carving at the age of seven while he was literally sitting on the knee of his grandfather, Alonzo Giberson, who was sitting on his work bench at the time.