by Katherine Tanner
GCHS Scholarship Essay
August 14, 2010
Fredericksburg, Texas
Note: This is the winning essay in the 2010 Flora Wertheim Scholarship Contest sponsored by the Gillespie County Historical Society. Ms Tanner, the 20-year-old daughter of Karen and Louis Tanner, earned a $1000 scholarship to help continue her studies at Southwestern University in Georgetown, where she is majoring in International Studies with a Political Science focus, with a minor in German. Visit pioneermuseum.net for information on the 2011 contest.
It is interesting how one absorbs one’s surroundings. You either learn about it automatically as you live in a place or you enthusiastically go after it if you are a ‘move in’ and need to catch yourself up! (I am the latter.)
If you live in a place all or most of your life, you learn from your parents, grandparents, church, friends, community events and traditions all of those years of your life without really realizing what you are absorbing. If you move into a new town, you learn about your surroundings very much in the same way – except you ‘go after’ this information in a more purposeful and deliberate manner or in a more concentrated manner to make up for all that time you didn’t have as a ‘local.’ This assumes you have the interest - which I do because I was born with a keen interest in history.
As a resident of Fredericksburg for almost 7 years now, I have experienced many local events and met many native and long-time Fredericksburgers. Almost since the start, my mother became involved in the Gillespie County Historical Society as a member and volunteer and that meant that I, as the 13 year old born historian I was at that time, became interested in learning about and attending various historical based events. My mother had been coming to the Pioneer Museum since she was in high school (mid 70s) and now that we had moved on purpose to Fredericksburg (ie, not a job transfer but a lifestyle choice,) it was time we got into the thick of living here.
We attended several Historical Society activities, events, fundraisers and meetings. I loved it all. But, what I found the most fulfilling, the most invigorating and by far, the most meaningful was those times when I would casually engage in conversation with a person whose history was local and colorful. It was on these occasions that I realized that the PEOPLE of Fredericksburg and members and volunteers at the Society offered me personally the most history, oral histories is what you call it, as I was sitting under a shade tree during Founders Weekend or talking to a docent or volunteer at a Home Tour where I felt the most welcome or at home in my new town. I have continued over the years to attend many events sponsored and hosted by the Gillespie County Historical Society – from Music Series nights to receptions to volunteer events to Home Tours to Preservation Weekend Stars parties and dinners to Founder’s Day period costume wearing (I was a greeter when I was in my early high school years) and walking through the old Kammalah store and blacksmith shop. I LOVE seeing period history and adore even more that I can understand the language of my own ancestors (German also) when listed on museum signage or in books that I have bought over the years in the museum gift shop – the old one and the new one now in the DB House. For a young person that is NOT a native Fredericksburger and comparing myself to most of my peers from high school, I would say my involvement and ‘getting to know my surroundings’ has been pretty diligent and good.
In preparing for this essay, I asked myself what stood out as some of the most memorable, and two came to mind. Founder’s Weekend and the Christmas Home Tour. I have attended both several times in my short tenure as a resident of Gillespie County but I felt like I didn’t know very much about the events’ pasts themselves. I knew what I saw when I attended them and LOVED the conversations I would have with locals who I would ask questions of related to their experiences with the events but I didn’t know enough!
For this essay project, I chose to call a few past Presidents of the GCHS to interview them on what they could share from their own personal memories on either one of these events. They, in turn, pointed me to others who could fill in gaps here and there. I visited on the phone and/or in person with the following people: Brent Waldoch, Glen Treibs, Mickey Keidel and Clinton Stork… among other locals who are not GCHS members but who knew or attended various events.
The meat of my information and curiosity centered around the Christmas Home Tour and Founder’s Weekend. My essay recounts the memories of Mickey Keidel who was Executive Director and later Board president of the GCHS.
I sat with her in her home and loved every minute.
She welcomed me into her parlor, lovingly decorated with antiques and family heirlooms. Mrs. Keidel, extremely open and willing to share her past with me, began to tell her story. Emily Elizabeth “Mickey” Adams was born in Harper in 1924. After growing up in New Braunfels and visiting the Fredericksburg and Harper area in the summers, she moved with her family to Fredericksburg her junior year in High School. Shortly after graduating from FHS she married local boy, Werner Keidel, Jr., in 1942. This man was the son of Werner Keidel, Sr. and Helen Lucille McIlhenny Keidel. Now, as I toured Mickey’s parlor, I noticed a beautiful piano in the corner. It turns out that Lucille, Mickey’s mother-in-law, hailed from San Antonio high society and a member of the McIlhenny Company Tabasco founding family from Louisiana. She was educated at the H. Sophie Newcomb College for women in New Orleans. Lucille came to Fredericksburg as a gifted pianist with her piano in tow. She began her marriage with an incredible musical talent but could not boil water to save her life. Through practical living and determination, she became a phenomenal cook, wife and mother. The piano sitting in the corner of Mickey Keidel’s parlor was Lucille’s piano.
I also learned more detail about the Keidel family’s long time professional medical history in Gillespie County. Wilhelm (William) Keidel was the first doctor in Fredericksburg (late 1840’s) and worked out of his home office to treat both pioneers and Indians. His son, Dr. Albert Keidel built the Keidel Memorial Hospital in 1909. Albert’s four sons also ventured into the medical field: Victor was an M.D.; Felix a dentist; Kurt a pharmacist; and Werner a dentist. This youngest son, Werner Sr. passed dentistry on to his son Werner Jr. (Mickey’s husband.) Werner Jr. and Mickey’s oldest son, Werner Ned, is now a practicing M.D. in San Antonio. But as I walked through her home, I noticed another piece of furniture in another corner. It was Werner Sr.’s original Dentist cabinet with some tools still in the drawers! His photo hangs on the wall beside the historic piece to remind us of his impact on this community. Thanks to the present day preservationist Dian Stai, the historic Keidel pharmacy furnishings were bought at auction and are now preserved in the hands of the Gillespie County Historical Society.
Mickey Adams Keidel served as the executive director and president of the board of the Gillespie County Historical Society for many years. Memories that stood out to her were the Fassel House restoration, LBJ coming for visits, Founders Day, and the GCHS Home Tour. She recalled the docents at the Pioneer Museum and during the home tour would dress in pioneer costume. “If they were a volunteer, they were in costume,” she said. On occasions when Senator and later President Lyndon Baines Johnson would host guests at his ranch in Stonewall, he would bring them for a tour of the Pioneer Museum. The docents would wait in costume with refreshments for Liz Carpenter to call and say “He’s on his way!” On one occasion, LBJ and the German Chancellor visited Fredericksburg and attended a service at Bethany Lutheran Church. Mickey recalls reading off a short welcome speech auf Deutsch that then Fredericksburg High School German teacher Ella Gold drafted for her. During the reenactments of Founders Day every year, docents would bake bread and make noodles for visitors to see and taste. The ladies who did this reenacting were doing things the way they had actually seen first hand growing up in the rural areas of Gillespie County. Many of these docents remembered life before electricity and therefore presented extremely authentic practices during their reenactments of pioneer life. During the Fassel restoration, the blacksmith barn was used for display area. There was also a group of fine ladies who would hand sew quilts (in the Fassel house shortly after it’s restoration) for visitors to see how it was done in the pioneer days - always in costume of course!
The home tour had just begun in Mickey’s tenure. The tour started small with less than five homes but steadily grew over time. She did say that the Tatsch House (at the corner of Bowie and Schubert) was ALWAYS on the tour every year, no matter what!
At the close of my visit with Mickey Keidel, she suggested I speak with Clinton Stork and Glen Treibs. I had originally been referred to meet Mickey by Glen himself as I was narrowing down my essay topic. So I then proceeded to the Vereins Kirche to meet with Clinton.
(The same three people were referring me to each other!)
It turns out that Clinton and Mickey graduated from Fredericksburg High School together in the early 1940’s. He then went to Naval Training in San Diego before boarding the USS Tennessee of the coast of Washington State. He was commissioned to be a German language translator but was stationed on a ship in the Pacific. During his tour of the Pacific Ocean including stops in San Francisco, Pearl Harbor, Australia, New Guinea, the Philippians, Japan, Singapore, India, South Africa and many Island in between, Admiral Chester Nimitz, a local Fredericksburg boy as well, came aboard the USS Tennessee to present those sailors with awards. It’s remarkable how two men from the same small town in the Texas Hill Country meet on a military ship in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. Mr. Stork then returned to the United States in 1946 and married his wife in 1947. As I sat in the Vereins Kirche with Clinton, I became enthralled at the sheer volume of information stored in his mind of 87 years. We spoke in German and in English (I understand and speak German myself.) He then told me the stories which lead to the founding of Fredericksburg and a quick history of the Vereins Kirche building itself. He and his wife have both served as volunteers and docents for many years and are very familiar with the living history at the Pioneer Museum. His wife, too, carries on the tradition of wearing an authentic pioneer costume on the grounds.
The act of keeping authenticity and of reviving or remembering the past is crucial in my opinion. What does authenticity mean? I believe it means making sure the little things are kept alive and as accurate as possible. Details, as they say, are everything. The food and fashion and festivals are what I enjoyed threading together in the interviews I had and in the research I have done on my own since moving to my home town of Fredericksburg. It’s the recipes that have been being made in home kitchens and shared at events throughout the history of Fredericksburg and the Gillespie County Historical Society’s events and traditions. It’s the fashions that have been sewn by women over the decades and kept for occasional wearing like their pioneer forbearers that shows respect to those who came before them. It also helps those in newer times remember the olden days, if only for an hour or a day in a home tour or bake sale on Founder’s Day. The willingness of citizens to hold events remembering our founders and our pioneer heritage into the 21st Century is remarkable and at the same time, expected. Even for those of us who were not born here, we cling to those events which share the past so that authentic stories, tastes, costumes, and histories can continue into the next week, month and year. In the few hours I spent sitting with these amazing storytellers who are living history, I learned that I have so much more to learn, and I have a responsibility for continuing authentic stories, recipes and fashion to those around me and to those not even yet born. This essay may well have helped me realize how small the world truly is… learning that Clinton Stork and Mickey Adams Keidel graduated the same year from Fredericksburg High School and how Mrs. Keidel’s daughter, Mike Hagee and Glen Treibs graduated together and how General Hagee is now Executive Director of the Nimitz Foundation and how Admiral Nimitz in person presented Clinton Stork and his shipmates a medal in the middle of the South Pacific! Ok, we can hardly write fiction that well.
Knowing how small the world is has helped me realize I need to get out and ask more older people to tell their stories. It also makes me want to get out and help record some of them before the winter begins. It also reminds me that details do make all the difference in helping authenticity and accuracy be a cornerstone of our history. We HAVE to prevent history and stories from dying with the people who have lived them or heard them from their own forefathers and mothers.
Ultimately, it is up to us, the keepers of the historic pages that need adding to, to ask the questions and create the actions that get the stories told….
We HAVE to hear them and pass them on. We have to continue the golden thread of our own histories in the quilt that was begun by those before us.