Saturday, February 21, 2009

A May 1932 Picture from Mr. Jim McGuire; the story of "Lucky" Leslie Thompson and his Really Giant Step; NM Governor/Elevator Boy Arthur Seligmann

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Hello, Friends.

Perhaps you remember in my last post about Dave Mitchell I mentioned that the Grandson of Superintendent Tom Boles, Jim McGuire, is donating some very valuable photographs and other materials to our park's historical archives, administered by Dave Kayser. Note that in the May 1932 picture above, that the lady sixth from the left is Mr. McGuire's Mother, Margaret.

My apologies to Mr. Jim McGuire whose name I have been misspelling as McQuire. Sorry.





When the caverns elevator was was opened to the public In June 1932, Governor Arthur Seligmann, appointed "honorary elevator boy" for a couple trips became so delighted with his job (the elevator boy one, not NM Governor one) that he kept on taking the public down and up and no one could get him to surrender his "honorary" position.







Several weeks ago one of the ladies from the town office called me, saying that she was going to a training. She was being required to get up and tell the rest of the class something unusual about her park.

Ranger Leslie Thompson, who survived an elevator shaft fall in January 1939I quickly scanned the historical database that I imagine that I have up in my well-used, yet not even nearly worn-out brain, and up pops Ranger Leslie Thompson. In January 1939, the 25th if I recall correctly, Leslie seemingly vying for the "Caverns Oblivious Award" that year, backs into the elevator shaft, and free-falls about a hundred feet or so before grabbing onto a greasy and slippery elevator cable, timely arresting his plunge to death at the bottom of the 750' elevator shaft.

Now in my 19 year stint working at the caverns I was once (or twice?) involved in elevator rescue training in which we CAVE employees took turns standing on the top of an elevator peering down the shaft. What happened the day Ranger Thompson involuntarily took the leap was that an elevator car on an adjacent cable went down to fetch him back to the surface.

Seems his uniform was ruined, he was badly shaken as any of us would have been, he took a few days off, not many since being a Ranger, of course meant he was made of "sterner stuff" than your ordinary mortal.

Eventually Robert Ripley, of Ripley's Believe it or Not, made it to the caverns to investigate and even hosted his radio program from the underground, along with the park's Superintendent Tom Boles, famous early guide/explorer Jim White, and the Governor of New Mexico.

The destiny of one of the clumsiest, yet luckiest employees of the caverns, was to die of a heart attack in 1953, a heart attack that I am surprised he didn't have on January 25, 1939. I am pretty sure that in a similar accident I would have. Pretty dang sure.



Friday, February 13, 2009

(L to R) Jim White, Amelia Earhart, two local ranchers (the Marks brothers), and Superintendent Tom Boles. The picture was taken in 1927 Read more about Amelia Earhart: Earhart on Wikipedia Check Jim White and Tom Boles labels for posts where they are mentioned.

Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Dave Mitchell: A Caverns' Employee, 1927 - 1957

This picture of Dave Mitchell is from Mr. Jim McGuire, Grandson of Park Superintendent
(1927-1946) Thomas Boles. Look at it closely; it is great!

Samuel David Mitchell: DOB: 08/23/1889; Death: September 18, 1968
Positions Held at Caverns: Guide (7/01/27), Assistant Chief Park Ranger, Laborer, Skilled Laborer, Pumpman, Pump Operator. Retired: September 18, 1968
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1. From: August 31, 1994: Bob Hoff Interview With Mr. Jim White, Jr., History Leads & Resources, 94-14

I (BH) asked him (Jim White Jr.) about the names of any men that his dad worked with and used the example "Dave Mitchell." He said that he (JW) knew Dave Mitchell real well, that he was a nice guy, and that outside of his father, Jim White, Sr. Dave Mitchell knew more about the cave than anybody else in the country. (Note: Dave Mitchell started in the NPS at the age of 37 in July of 1927 as a per diem Guide, making $4 a day. In his 30 year career, he also served as Assistant Chief Ranger, Laborer, and Pumpman).

2. From Peggy Justice's Master Chronology

December 1957--Samuel D.Mitchell, pump operator, retired on December 31. He had assisted Jim White on a number of exploration trips. His park career covered over 20 years but his association at the caverns dated back about 35 years as he had been employed by the guano mining operation prior to his NPS career

3. From Carlsbad Caverns and Jim White: A History by Tom Meador--
June 15, 1984 (Meador was a huge fan of Caverns history and collector of Caverns-related items until his untimely death in 1986).

...Soon after coming to Carlsbad in 1903 Dave Mitchell remembered hearing people saying: "That crazy Jim White has gone off exploring in that cave again." It wasn't until 1911 that Dave had his first look inside the cavern. In that year Dave's father started hauling, with his freight team and wagon, the sacked guano from the cavern to Carlsbad. It was a four-day round trip then, with camp made at the present site of White's City.

Dave made the bucket descent down through the shaft into bat cave to visit the miners. Afterwards he admitted that the bucket ride was "scary" but thought that it was not as frightening as his first ladder descent, at the natural entrance. Where Jim had fixed a ladder that went down part way and then swung back under a ledge at a scary angle.

On that first cavern trip Dave ventured back into the caverns as far as the Devil's Spring, where the miners obtained some of their drinking water. He later declared that at the time there "just wasn't much interest in the formations, except for Jim's part..."

4. From: Superintendent Monthly Report Science Excerpts--June 1930

Fauna – Bats - Bat flights very disappointing, guano mining taking place on a small scale by former ranger, Dave Mitchell, under bat roosts. Boles feels sure that this operation and their light has caused the bats to roost elsewhere. Talk still given at entrance.

5. From: Core Knowledge, September 2000

In January 1928 Dave Mitchell and Jim White discovered the Mystery Room which is connected to the Queen’s Chamber.

6. From: Early-Day Guide Recalls History By Doris Gregory El Paso Times
6/13/59

Carlsbad, N.M.-Back in the early 1920s Carlsbad Caverns discoverer and manager Jim White used to accuse his cave guide, Dave Mitchell, of waltzing with women on the trail.
Now the accused guide, who lives here and retired only last summer from the National Park Service, flatly maintains that he was merely helping the women cave visitors along the trail.
The particular day that the waltzing story got started was a number of years before the government took over operation of the little known cave first as National Monument and then as a National Park.


The day had begun as usual with Mitchell picking up the cave visitors at 7 a. m. in the downtown Carlsbad for the drive to the Caverns. It was customary for Jim White to furnish transportation as well as guide service through the cave, 23 miles from Carlsbad. White charged $15 for as many as three persons. Each additional person paid $3.
There were only three visitors that day, but that was not unusual. Halfway through the tour, being conducted by Mitchell, the two women and man “gave out.”


At 11 p.m., Mitchell still had not returned with the party and White started into the cave to look for them. Whited looked down on them as they were coming up Devil’s Hump and as Mitchell encircled a big woman, swinging form one position to the other to give her a push on first one side and the other to keep her up the steep incline, White always claimed that he was waltzing.


On the eve of the unveiling of a plaque in the new Carlsbad Caverns National Park Visitors’ Center, commemorating Cowboy Jim White as the first cavern explorer, Mitchell talked about almost half century of Cavern events.

CALLED CRAZY
Mitchell heard about Jim White soon after coming to Carlsbad in 1903. He remembers people saying, “that crazy Jim White has gone off in that cave again exploring,” but according to Mitchell people just thought that Jim was imagining the wonderful things that he told about the cave.


In 1911, Mitchell had his first look inside the cave. It was commonly known as the Bat Cave, because the bat deposits, rich in nitrate, were being shipped to California for citrus orchard fertilizer. Young cowboy Jim White, who had discovered the cave about the turn of the century was in charge of mining operations.


Business took Mitchell to the cave that year since his father, who was in the draying business, started hauling the sacked guano to Carlsbad by team and wagon. It was a four-day round trip , with camp made at the present White’s City site.


Mitchell made the descent in the guano bucket through the shaft entrance into the bat cave to visit the miners. He admits that the bucket ride was “scary” but thinks that it was not as frightening as his first ladder descent at the natural entrance. White had fixed up a ladder that went down part way and then swung back under a ledge at an angle.


On that first cave trip, Mitchell went back into the cave as far as Devil’s Springs where the miners obtained water. This formation and spring are near the present trail entrance. “There just wasn’t much interest in the formation, except for Jim’s part,” Mitchell says.
Soon after Mitchell returned from World War I overseas service, White, who was a man of few words, hired Mitchell as a tourist guide as the cave was beginning to attract few visitors. Guano operations continued and when White wasn’t mining he was exploring the vast cave or guiding tourists. Some days there were no visitors and Mitchell would work on the trails, laying sand-filled sacks for stair steps. White was using what money he could for improvements.

ROAD BROUGHT VISITORS
The visitors didn’t come in large numbers until the government took Carlsbad Caverns over and built steep for most cars. White was operating two cars-an Overland and a Gardner. Many times groups at the foot of the Cavern hill and walk up, and then load on the White cars for the rest of the trip to the cave entrance on top of the hill. “One time we had 20 people standing in and hanging onto the Gardner open touring car,” Dave said.


That was quite a trip for when the party got our of the cave it was raining and Walnut Canyon was up, so they could not get down the hill. Jim had some flour and bacon in the bunk house. They made biscuits, thickened gravy and fried bacon, and spent the night in the bunk house. “But the visitors didn’t kick as they all declared that the cave trip was declared that the cave trip was worth any discomfort,” he says. Although the early trips arduous, Mitchell found most people too thrilled to complain.


The descent was made in the guano bucket until the Carlsbad Chamber of Commerce spearheaded raising money for a stairway at the entrance. “We always let the nervous person riding on each side with one leg in and one leg out,” Mitchell said. “Occasionally some woman fainted by the time she got to the bottom.”


Some places in the cave were so bad that occasionally Mitchell would have to blindfold people and carry them across in those days. One such place was called Fat Woman’s Misery because of the narrow passageway, but that was not the worst of it. Next a ladder laid across a deep hole had to be traversed. Mitchell well remembers a certain mother and her 8-year-old daughter, who had to be blindfolded and carried across the ladder. The daughter was back for another cave visit on her 16th birthday. Mitchell did not recognize her until she came up to him and asked if he would carry her across the ladder again. Of course there was a stationary there by then.


After Carlsbad Caverns became a National Monument, a trail was built form the entrance to the lunchroom for $1100 and wood steps replaced the sacks. Col. Thomas Boles, who lives in Carlsbad, was superintendent and White was still working at the cave.

CARRIED TORCHES
The first lights were operated by a 25 horsepower engine. Mrs. White would put water in the engine and try to keep it running. “We never knew for sure whether we would have electric lights, but since we were carrying lanterns it didn’t bother us much,” the veteran guide says.
Mitchell often went exploring with White and on occasions did some exploring on his own.

White had an uncanny sense of direction and he knew the cave like a book. Some of Mitchell’s intimates credit him with knowing almost as much about Carlsbad Caverns as White did. Mitchell wonders if a tunnel leading off the colorful New Mexico room might connect with one of the other caves in the National Park here. He believes that no one has found another opening to Carlsbad Caverns.


Some of the Lower Cave rooms in the Caverns are as beautiful as any on the regular tour and there are some different types of formations, according to Mitchell. But he is quick to point out the impracticability of including the rooms on a regular tour. Not long ago, he found some new rooms under the Devil’s Room and he has looked down into a lake at the 1300-foot level in Carlsbad Caverns National Park. He hasn’t been able to relocate one tower in the Cavern room that he considered especially pretty, but he is sure that if Jim White were alive today, that he could find it for him.

Article pictures:

PIONEER GUIDE-Here is Dave Mitchell with lantern and first aid box strapped to one side and lunch box on the other . He made his first trip into the Caverns in 1911.

SURPRISED-Mitchell used to surprise tourists when he removed section of a totem pole in the Lower Cave.


Wednesday, January 07, 2009

CAVE Childrens' Christmas Party 2008

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The elves had delivered pizza and cookies (I can still smell it now). The children ate, drank, played on the floor, scampered around the room or colored pages in handed-out books. Suddenly, a deep bass tone "Ho, Ho, Ho" rang out and the kids quickly looked at the door to the room. The man to the left came in, waving and saying hi to every one. He even shook my hand, perhaps recognizing me as an above average size kid.. You could feel the Christmas spirit spreading throughout the group. The childrens' attention stuck on Santa's every move and he delighted the crowd with even more with outbursts of "Ho, Ho, Ho."


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At one point, about ten children tried to climb onto Santa's lap at once and in a holiday festive cheer tone of voice he bellowed out, "no, no, no." And as Santa left, the children yelled out, "no, no, no." But Santa took off from the road next to the Administrative Office with his reindeer hooked up to a 1954 Plymouth, banking north as he gained attitude, almost colliding with a kite..

Ho, ho, ho.




Tuesday, December 23, 2008

I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas....

Some people love snow, some people hate snow, and some people have no idea whether it is snowing or not. Me? I'm Pro-Snow, as long as no one is getting hurt as a consequence.

One reason that I am Pro-Snow is that I was born in Massachusetts where snow sometimes drifted to the rooftop on the first story. sometimes higher, Vern. If you saw the New England Patriots playing against the Arizona Cardinals in the snow on television recently, that is about 30 miles from where I was born.

But I have seen snow in New Mexico too. From our house at Fort Union National Monument north of Las Vegas, New Mexico where we lived from 1974-1979, the Sangre de Cristos mountains in the distance boasted snow coverage 9 months out of the year. Once, driving at night from Albuquerque to Fort Union (about 165 miles), I got caught in a snowstorm going through Glorieta Pass east of Santa Fe. Driving my Ford Courier truck, slowly and surely, I was passing semi-trucks that couldn't move in the snow. Hours overdue, when I reached Las Vegas, I found my wife Chris who had driven into town from Fort Union and was driving up and down mainstreet looking for me.

But I have seen snow in this area, once in the month of May. I have helped clean the trail to the entrance. I have seen visitors slip and fall on that trail. I have seen NPS employees slip and fall on that trail. I have been one of those NPS employees who slipped and fell.

In any case, one of my favorite songs is "I'm Dreaming of a White Christmas," a song that I saw with my family when I was about six. So in case, we don't see snow outside this year, here is some documented snow:

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Snow or No Snow, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year

Bob Hoff

Monday, December 15, 2008

CAVE Xmas Party 2008

The past is not dead. In fact, it's not even past.

William Faulkner

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On December 11, 2008, the Carlsbad Caverns Employee Association sponsored the annual CAVE employees Christmas party. Avelina C., the lady to the left, has been the organizer, "sparkplug," and "workhorse" for this event even before I arrived on duty in the kinda-getting-close-to-the-late-1980s. In addition to that, she also does the same tasks for the Children's Christmas parties, and the Annual Bat Flight Breakfast at which visitors and employees gather at the cavern's entrance pre-5:00 a.m. to await the one-of-a-kind fascinating natural spectacle of Mexican free-tailed bats returning to their roosts in the caverns after an all night flight over the skies of the Chihuahuan Desert hunting for "yummy" (I assume to the bats) insects.

A key and valued full-time employee, she does these and other projects (for instance, other events that she participates in are employee "welcome" and "good bye" parties) always in a highly organized, productive, and positive manner, always with high quality results. She is nothing short of amazing in her willingness to work for the benefit of others and I, along with many others, salute her and thank her. I also salute and thank her husband Jimmie C. (pictured to left) who is ever by her side assisting in the work behind these much-appreciated social events at the caverns.

If you ever wonder where the battery company got the idea for the "energizer bunny" that just just keeps " going and going," see the above picture.

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(L) Ladies from the park's Gift Shop
(R) Paula B, Laurie T, , Johnny L.
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(L) David A. , his wife Christina, and one-month old babyDallin
born in Utah.
(R) Marie M. , Diane A., Ruben A. and, and "Caver John" R.

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(L) Noel C. , longtime CAVE Facility
worker and Christmas party disc jockey,
speaking to the crowd. Thanks for all the great dancing music, Noel.
(R) Paula B. delivering an envelope of
"appreciation" to Avelina C.

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(L) Facility Worker Evelyn W. and
husband.
(R) Oralia D., wife of Alvino D.


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(L) "The Three Amigos--" Avelina C., Amelia T., and Diane E.

(R) Amelia T. and Bob H. worked together at CAVE in 1971. Bob retired in 2/05 and Amelia retires on 12/19/08. Laurie in the background.


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(L) Linda and Leo F., Carolyn and Mando R.
(R) Chris H. in foreground, Stan A., Bob H. and others in
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(L) Avelina C. and Robbie tripping the light fantastic.
Actually i messed up all my "dancing" camera shots
because I don't have a tripod and don't understand
about using a digital camera in the dark. Help?
(R) Dana D., Chris H., and Bob H.


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(L) Marie M.

(R) Ruben A.

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Thanks again to Avelina and Jimmie and everybody else who helped, including the people who donated to the "Silent Auction." Also thanks to those of you who came out and shared your Holiday Spirit with everyone else because "Tis the season, you all."

Everyone have a great Christmas and New Year!

Bob Hoff
12/15/08

Thursday, December 11, 2008

Jim White, Jr. Passes Away

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Mr. Jim White, Jr. passed away three days ago at the age of 89, just three months shy of his 90th birthday. I had the privilege of knowing Mr. White for over 14 years and wish that our acquaintance could have been longer. He was an exceptionally kind, nice, and generous man. I also liked his smile, sense of humor, honesty, and humanity.

I first met him in 1994 when I conducted an oral history interview with him. That interview is posted in this blog at: Interview with Jim White Jr.

On several occasions, he came out to the park to help us with training or school groups. He also conducted an interview with NPR at our request. He also attended the ceremonies in October 2004 when The Carlsbad Foundation selected all the past and present Carlsbad Caverns employees to receive their annual area historical award.


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October 2004 at The Carlsbad Foundation-- event
Top Picture, my wife Chris to the right..
Middle Picture, Mr. White and I, CAVE Supt John Benjamin and GUMO Supt John Lujan in the background.
Bottom Picture, My brother-in-law Mario Salinas, a retired U.S. Border Patrol Criminal Investigator, looks on.

When Mr. White and I arrived at this event, I was driving his van that accomodated his wheelchair. As I parked near the seating area, the van's alarm began blaring, and despite my fumbling around trying to turn it off with no luck, of course, "it" kept blaring to its' heart' content (getting louder even it seemed to me). With roughly 95.7 % of the guests staring in our direction, wondering what was going on, I began to feel increasingly awkward and hid under the van's dash, pretending to get serious about finding the turn-off switch. Finally a mechanically-minded "hero" from the crowd came to my rescue. Whew! Praise the Lord and pass the barbecue please.


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At Mr. White's home in 2003.

My friend Jim White, Jr. "brought his Dad alive" for me and gave me behind-the-scene glimpses of the caverns' history, information that I have tried to share over the years. For that I am grateful. However, I am even more grateful for his friendship. May Jim White, Jr. rest in peace; we at the caverns, past and present, have lost a very good friend.