Kerrville horsemen (and women), from around 1967

I wish I knew the occasion of this photograph.  I know the location: the Kerr County Courthouse.  I know (roughly) the time period: around the holiday season, 1967.  But I do not know the "who" or "why" of the photo.  If anyone can help, I'd appreciate it.

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 A group of riders at the Kerr County Courthouse, around 1967.

The story of Kerr pioneer Sam D. Glenn

Sam D. Glenn

There are a lot of folks in Kerrville related to Samuel Donley Glenn, including, if I remember correctly, the current city secretary of Kerrville, and a young person who works with me at the print shop. But there are probably hundreds more here.

Glenn was quite a hill country character, and I published two photos of him in my recent book. In the photos you see a hardy fellow who's obviously very tall.

Glenn, who was born in 1854 near Llano, was fond of telling folks he once ran a Comanche brave to death, by running away from him. Another family story says he took an axe to a sign at Schreiner Company because he kept bumping his head on it; he had warned Capt. Schreiner he'd better move the sign, and when his old Captain forgot, Glenn took the sign down for him. Permanently.

When Glenn was born, pioneers were in constant danger from the local native American tribes; not long after his birth his family moved to Fort Mason. Later, in 1862, when Gen. H. R. Bee ordered all settlers to band together for protection, the family moved to Kerrville. Glenn was an 8 year old lad when he moved here, but he was slightly older than Kerr County, which was formed in 1856.

In his front-page obituary in the April 20th, 1939, issue of the Kerrville Mountain Sun, a description of Kerrville was given: "At the time Kerrville was a small village, the water being carried from the springs on the river, and the houses made of logs, with shingles carved from the huge cypress trees along the river's banks."

The Glenns on their golden wedding anniversary, Kerrville, 1925

When Glenn was 19, in 1872, Glenn made his first "trip up the cattle trails."

"The journey was made to Wichita, Kansas, and the men drove 1700 wild beef cattle up a trail that crossed the Colorado River at Austin, the Red River at Red River Station near Denison, and then on through the Indian Territory [present-day Oklahoma] to Kansas."

He joined another trail drive in 1873, driving cattle to the Smoky River, near Ellsworth, Kansas.

In both drives, Glenn was a "drag driver," which meaning he followed the herd on foot. He walked to Kansas. Twice.

In 1874 he married Miss Martha Jane Crawford and together they raised nine children.

In 1876 Glenn was a part of the Kerr County Minutemen, lead by their elected captain, Charles Schreiner. (It was from this group Schreiner earned the title "Captain.")  Glenn participated in a shootout where the Minutemen fought some horse thieves near Flat Rock in Gillespie County.

He also joined the gold rush in the Black Hills of South Dakota around 1877. Going to the country beyond Dead Wood, where the Sioux were giving miners "trouble," Glenn found the excitement was too much, and he was hungry and cold. He said "he learned after a few weeks all that glitters is not gold, and he returned home, coming most of the way by foot."

In one of the photos I have of Glenn, I'd noticed his boots before. I didn't know they were walking shoes, but they were.

His last trip was in 1882, when he headed to Nebraska. On the way he "spent the night in a small city that was blown away during the night by a cyclone."  It was after this event Glenn decided to settle in Kerrville permanently.

He was a stone mason by trade and helped build many of the stone buildings and homes in Kerrville from that era, including the Weston Building, which now houses Francisco's Restaurant, and the Masonic Building, which now houses Sheftall's Jewelers.

I suppose the most telling item in Glenn's obituary was the account of the African-American nanny that raised Sam Glenn as a child. Fannie, when told of her liberty after the Emancipation Proclamation, replied "I always was free."  Father Kemper, Glenn's pastor, made a point to tell that story in the words he wrote about Glenn.

Until next week, all the best.

Joe Herring Jr. is a Kerrville native who needs to slow down on the sweets. Too many pies and cakes, lately, and ice cream, too.  Your chubby columnist is getting even chubbier. This column originally appeared in the Kerrville Daily Times St. Patrick's Day, 2012.

Evans Foodway, Kerrville, mid-1960s

My parents came to Kerrville when the grocery chain for which my father worked, Evans Foodway, moved their headquarters here.  Dad, armed with an advertising degree from the University of Texas, directed the chain's advertising campaigns.  I vaguely remember shopping at this store with my mother when I was little.  The building still exists; it's the Fine Medical Center at Five Points, though I think the "medical" has been largely replaced by other tenants.

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Evans Foodway, Five Points, Kerrville, late 1960s.

My father, Joe Herring Sr. (facing left, with tie) presenting a customer a prize during
one of the many promotions he ran for Evans Foodway
in the early 1960s.

Please explain these Kerrville photos to me.

I have a lot of Kerrville photographs in my collection, and more than a few leave me baffled.  The beg the question "What on Earth was the photographer trying to convey here?"  Or "What is happening in this photo."  Here are a few:

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My question, exactly.

Shelby and Cody preferred watching waders
over television.  Life was simpler then.

The way this photo is framed, it looks like 2 or 3
little girls ran from the left side of the image, leaving a space.

That's either a very small boy, or a
very large pencil.  Mod shirt, though.

I know, a typical nativity play.  I'm sure the child in the back
is dressed as a cow (or bull).  But the costume looks
a little like a Hallowe'en devil's costume.

Look boys!  A tire. See if you can find the other three.

My apologies to those readers who find themselves in the photos above.  I'm not making fun of you!  I'm just amused by the way the photograph appears.

A nice shot in downtown Kerrville, around 1917

The Domingues family has shared several images with me, and all of us, and I'm thankful.  This is one of Louis Domingues taken in front Dr. P. J. Domingues's downtown office.  The Schreiner store is in the background.  You can make out the word "Bank" on the facade, but I think by the time this photo was taken, the bank was planning a move across the street.

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Louis Domingues, taken in the 700 block of Water Street, Kerrville, 1917