With the first battle of the Mexican-American War, the final battle of the civil War, the beginning of the Chisholm Trail, the passing of historical figures like Charles Lindbergh, Amelia Earhart, and a slew of other noted personages including those of the military at Ft. Brown, why are we wasting limited public funds on these concocted events?
Jesse James and his gang robbed a bank in Northfield, Minnesota in 1876 and that small town has turned it into a annual - and hugely successful - reenactment. Why can't we? Why don't we reenact the takeover of the city by Juan Cortina? It would be a lot more meaningful than the stuff these "fundraising" fiends have concocted.)
By Juan Montoya
Sometime back, our good friend Joseph Linck wrote in the letters section of the Brownsville Herald that the papers of Charles Stillman have been donated by his estate to Harvard University.
Whether you are on the side that considers Stillman the founder of Brownsville or merely someone who stole people's land and made his fortune as a war profiteer during the Civil War, the fact of the matter is that those archives could well reveal to us parts of Brownsville's history heretofore unknown.
Stillman started his commercial activities when his family sent him to northern Mexico to oversee their commercial enterprises which included shipping in goods and even ownership of a silver mine. When the U.S. invaded the area between the Nueces river and the Rio Grande in 1846, Stillman jumped over to this side of the Rio Grande and made his money supplying the American forces.
He is then credited with laying out the original Brownsville townsite. Disputes over the ownership of the land dragged on for decades after he left. Nonetheless, local historians credit him with establishing the city and donating (legally releasing) many public spaces.
He, Richard King Mifflin Kenedy, and Robert Kleberg cleaned up running Confederate cotton past the U.S. blockade at Puerto Bagdad during the Civil War under the Mexican flag procured for them by Francisco Yturria.
Years ago, during a previous lifetime, I was a reporter for the Brownsville Herald and wrote some pieces dealing with local history. It amazed me that local historical associations at the city and county level tended to ignore some truly unique events and characters of the area's past.
One Thanksgiving ago as we drove through Cuero, Texas, we saw a museum dedicated to the Chisholm Trail when great herds of "wild" cattle from South Texas were marched off to slaughter to the rail heads in Wichita, Kansas. Did you know that the start of the trial is right here in Brownsville and that a marker is all but forgotten in Hope Park?
Why is there a museum in Cuero and nothing in Brownsville?
I ran into the late Delbert Runyon when I was a reporter and did a feature on his dad, Robert Runyon, the photographer, botanist and former mayor of the City of Brownsville.
I ran into the late Delbert Runyon when I was a reporter and did a feature on his dad, Robert Runyon, the photographer, botanist and former mayor of the City of Brownsville.
When I visited the old homestead at 808 E. St. Charles, glass photographic plates were strewn about in a wooden utility shed that had seen its better days. Some of the plates and post cards lying around the ramshackle building showed some damage from leaks in the rotten shingle roof. On the alley side of the house, a tall tree stood behind the house. Delbert Runyon said it was a tree that his dad had been given credit for discovering as a new species of the citrus family.
Time has since passed and now we know that the Runyon family donated the entire collection now called the Robert Runyon Photograph Collection of the South Texas Border Area made up of a collection of over 8,000 items.
It is designated as "a unique visual resource documenting the Lower Rio Grande Valley during the early 1900s."
The Runyons donated the collection to the Center for American History in the University of Texas-Austin 1986 and it includes glass negatives, lantern slides, nitrate negatives, prints, and postcards, representing Robert Runyon's life's work. The photographs document the history and development of South Texas and the border, including the Mexican Revolution, the U.S. military presence at Fort Brown along the border prior to and during World War I, and the growth and development of the Rio Grande Valley.
The UT-Austin page says that some 350 unique images in the Runyon Collection document one chapter of the revolution which Runyon witnessed in Matamoros, Monterrey, Ciudad Victoria, and the Texas border and surrounding area.
"As various political and social factions within Mexico fought to topple a 30-year dictatorship to establish a constitutional republic, the struggle quickly spread to the northern border with the United States," the narrative continues.
"In the north, rebel leaders such as Pancho Villa mobilized armies and began to raid the Federal government garrisons of then dictator Porfirio Díaz to aid in the cause of the 'constitutionalists'. Nervous U.S. officials along the border stood by and watched the conflict take shape."
In Matamoros, Runyon photographed the Constitutionalist armies as well as the major military figures of the campaign. On June 4, 1913, the day after General Lucio Blanco and his rebel forces captured the Federal garrison at Matamoros, Runyon moved throughout the city photographing the victorious soldiers, Federal casualties, and political executions.
Later reports indicate that the Runyon Collection at the Center for American History at the University of Texas was selected by the Library of Congress as one of 10 collections in the United States to become a part of the American Memory project.This means that it will be digitized, and available on the Internet.
Runyon was also known as an avid botanist, and some of his work has preserved the knowledge of Lower Rio Grande Valley flora.
He is credited with discovering several cacti, but the crowning achievement would have to be the plant named Esenbeckia runyonii, a species of flowering tree in the citrus family, the same that is growing by the alley on St Charles.
The plant is native to northeastern Mexico, with a small, distinct population in the Lower Rio Grande Valley in the United States. Common names include Limoncillo and Runyon's Esenbeckia.
The specific epithet honors Runyon who collected the type specimen from a stand of four trees discovered by Harvey Stiles on the banks of the Resaca del Rancho Viejo, Texas, in 1929.
Conrad Vernon Morton of the Smithsonian Institution received the plant material and formally described the species in 1930.
An entry under the name in Wikipedia states that "the fruit is a thick-skinned, woody capsule roughly 1 in (2.5 cm) in length that has five carpels. When mature, carpels dehisce (break apart) to eject black, up to 1⁄3 in (0.85 cm) long seeds. Green capsules are distinctively orange scented, while leaves smell like lemons."
In 1994, a Brownsville Herald report stated that "fewer than 10 of the trees survive in the wild in Texas, all along a resaca bank near Los Fresnos. Others were planted by Runyon in Brownsville."
(We went to look for the tree in preparing this post, but we could no longer find it. Does anyone know whether it was cut down?)
After Alton Gloor and other developers razed the vegetation along the resacas to build subdivisions, that part of our culture no longer exists. Runyon's work is about the only thing that can take us back to the days when the region was still "green" and the convulsions in northern Mexico – as they are now again – spilled over to the U.S. side.
Alas, there is now nothing locally that can give our local students and visitors a hands-on example of that glorious past. The UT Library website states that "Runyon published two books on native plants, Texas Cacti (1930) and Vernacular Names of Plants Indigenous to the Lower Rio Grande Valley (1938), and in the 1920s began a crusade to save the native Texas palm, Sabal texana."
In fact, his entire collection of botany pamphlets, books and specimen samples was also donated to the Runyon Botany Collection gift to Jernigan Library Dolph Briscoe Center for American History, in Austin.
Ever since I wrote the feature for the Herald in the early 1980s, I've wondered why a home in Brownsville couldn't be found for the two collections, even if they could be reproductions of the stuff the have in Austin. It is, after all, a crucial record of our area's historical and botanical story.
Likewise, why do we ignore the role that Juan Cortina played in the turbulent era following the inclusion of this area into the United States? After all, Cortina took over downtown Brownsville and held the city for three days seeking the enemies of his people who had taken their land. Think of the reenactment.
Northfield, Minnesota was the scene of a bank robbery staged by the James brothers (Frank and Jesse) in 1876 while they were in the Midwest on the run. Do you now what the greatest cultural event is held there yearly which has become a source of tourism and from which the town derives its greatest economic shot in the arm? Would you believe a day-long reenactment of the James bank robbery? Cortina held Brownsville for three days.
Northfield has no international border, no nearby sea, and nowhere near this city's ties to major historical, social, and political upheavals. Yet, they have achieved success with one chance encounter with history.
We, in contrast, seem to be content to have our history carted off to collections in distant university data systems while we continue to ignore it. Outsourcing of our manufacturing base has not worked out well for our country. Outsourcing our past is an even worse idea. The city's most vital historical documents and genealogical lie locked in Market Square.
Replacing real history with "new traditions" that benefit a few is neither good business, nor good public policy, either.
13 comments:
I wondered if racist Coco hillbilly jotito parrot grand grandfather knew Charles Stillman??? Was he also a racist joto parrot? Would be nice to know the family tree of Racist Coco hillbilly jotito parrot!!! Lol
Can you imagine a perico dressed as a confederate soldier yelling to the union soldiers "My hillbilly owner wants a cracker", que estupides.
What to name this festival, "Hillbilly Cracker Festival"
Hillbillies, Crackers, Rednecks, and White Trash. The myriad labels for poor and welfare recipient white southerners continue to be used as pejorative putdowns.
We're SO proud that we have ONE down here WOW! what luck...bless your heart - guay!
Son, what the hell are you on about with this "coco hillbilly jotito parrot"? Only you know what delusions you are living under. Don't come back until you take your meds and get better.
yea take your med at November 18, 2019 at 3:16 PM mental retard
The next time you feel like a poor hillbilly and can't fill your gas tank and you hold back tears trying to put together a grocery trip that can get you and your family through the week on just $40, remember that the stock market is at a record high and American is great again.
You might rethink becoming a human, and not vote racist republican AGAIN.
Which would rather choose to have! Small hands or a small parrot penis? Pobrecito racist Coco hillbilly jotito parrot has a small penis lol
Sorry, but parrots don't have penises dummy. When parrots mate, they touch their cloacas for a few seconds. This brief “cloacal kiss” is just enough time to transfer semen to the female. So that parrot you call racist Coco hillbilly jotito is penis-less!
At November 18, 2019 at 3:16 PM - what you need is a gas relief moment an audibly breaking wind with-out the smell of course. fart face pendejo...
Juan, your friends and you do the same
Pobrecito! That explains why Coco hillbilly jotito parrot is full of racist rage because of his lack of confidence in himself for lack of a penis. I'm going to buy him a strap-on for Christmas!!!
I really don't get this "coco hillbilly jojito cracker" back and forth. You commenters are like monkeys with guns. Please stop wasting our brains with your playground comments and lay off the pot.
What brains pendejo?!!!
I heard there's a caravan of hillbillies, wanna be white cocos and a bunch of red head pericos on the way to the RGV.
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