Monday, November 26, 2012

An Article about The Apache Indians (Late 1800's)

I found this very interesting because I have passed by close to where this massacre occurred probably a few hundred times without knowing this history.  Now, I hope that I get a chance to go up to that area to "explore" a little bit before I am too old!



Camp Grant Massacre: Arizona Territory, 1871.

by  on Nov. 26, 2012, under Apache Wars In Southern ArizonaNative American CultureOld WestSoldiers & IndiansSouthern Arizona History & Culture
Today, there’s nothing there. Nothing to suggest what happened in the early morning of April 30, 1871. Nothing to commemorate this blood-soaked ground where 144 people, almost all women and children, lay murdered and mutilated.
Camp Grant Parade Grounds
Camp Grant Parade Grounds
Camp Grant, named for the famous Civil War general, was an Army post built at the confluence of the Gila and San Pedro Rivers so that U.S. soldiers could protect local settlers and miners who had begun to flood into this area near present-day Winkelman in the late 1860′s. From this vantage point, 70 miles north of Tucson, the Army hoped it would also be in good position to protect the San Pedro River overland freight route that ran from New Mexico to California.

The Apaches: Hated and Feared

This area had long been home to various bands of Apaches. The Apaches had few friends among other nearby tribes. Long before the coming of the Spanish, Anglos, and Mexicans, the Apaches had raided other Indian groups and were hated by their neighbors, including the Papago Indians we now call Tohon O’odham or Desert People.
When the Spanish, and later the Anglos and Mexicans began to settle here, the Apaches were happy to raid their ranches, mining camps, settlements, stagecoaches, and wagon trains. Raiding was their way of life. To be a respected Apache male, you had to be a successful raider, which meant you had to be a skilled thief and murderer.
Generally, the Apaches were after anything they believed would benefit themselves, particularly horses, mules, and ammunition, but also items they could trade, such as slaves, for whiskey and better weapons. They were utterly unconcerned about others. As such, they were “good” raiders in the sense that they were usually successful, at least in the early years before the Civil War and the arrival of the U.S. Army. The Apaches excelled at lightening fast ambushes and seldom left their victims alive. It took the Army a quarter of a century to solve the “Apache Problem”, which they accomplished by both force and treachery.
Anyone living in Southern Arizona and Southern New Mexico or Northern Sonora and Chihuahua Mexico who wasn’t Apache was rightly terrified of them. When confronted with a superior force, such as the U.S. Cavalry, the Apaches were adept at guerilla warfare. From the establishment of Camp Grant in 1871, it would be another 15 years before the legendary Apache shaman, Geronimo, would surrender for the 4th and final time. Even then, it took a brilliant General named Crook, 5,000 soldiers, and several hundred Indian scouts to run him to ground.

Apache “Feeding Stations”

During this time, one Apache band after another surrendered as the number of warriors declined from old age, but more often death in battle.  Following surrender, most were sent to reservations where sickness – particularly malaria, malnutrition, exposure, and hopelessness further reduced their numbers.
In 1870 the commander of the Army in the Arizona Territory established “feeding stations” to provide rations for those Apaches who surrendered. By doing so, the Army hoped to convince all “renegade” Apaches to cease raiding and accept reservation life.
Lt. Royal Whitman
Lt. Royal Whitman
Soon, some Apache bands indicated a willingness to give up raiding and adopt a sedentary lifestyle in return for adequate rations.
In February 1871, five old, hungry Apache women in ragged clothes came to Camp Grant looking for a son of one of the women who had been taken prisoner. The senior commander, Lt. Royal Whitman, had just arrived from the east and had not yet learned to hate all Apaches.
He fed these women, treated them kindly, and sent them off with a promise of similar treatment for others of their band if they would come to Camp Grant in peace. Word spread and other Apaches from Aravaipa and Pinal bands soon came to the post seeking rations of beef and flour. Among them was a young Apache war chief named Eskiminzin who told Lt. Whitman that he and his small band were tired of war and wanted to settle on nearby Aravaipa Creek.
In return for rations of beef and flour, Chief Eskiminzin and his Apaches turned over their weapons to Lt. Whitman and promised to stop raiding. Whitman accepted their promise and, in addition to rations, offered them pay for field work.
Chief Eskiminzin
Chief Eskiminzin
As more Apache arrived, Whitman created a refuge or “rancheria” along Aravaipa Creek about a half mile east of Camp Grant, and wrote to his superior for instructions. Due to a bureaucratic mix-up, no reply was forthcoming.
By early March there were 300 Aravaipa and Pinal Apaches camped near Camp Grant, and by the end of March there were 500. During March the flow of Aravaipa Creek declined and Lt. Whitman authorized theArivaipa and Penal Apaches to move five miles upstream from Camp Grant, to the mouth of Aravaipa canyon, which today is a beautiful Nature Preserve.

Fear And Anger In Tucson

Seventy miles south in the small, dusty, predominantly Mexican town of Tucson, there was considerable animosity toward the soldiers stationed at Camp Grant. The citizens of Tucson felt surrounded by a vast desert controlled by Apaches who continued to raid and murder despite the growing presence of the Army.
On the one hand, Tucsonans had negative feelings toward the Camp Grant soldiers.  They blamed the Army for not keeping American citizens safe. Truth-be-told, most Anglo and Mexican residents of Southern Arizona, and their influential newspapers, were at this time demanding that the Army simply exterminate all Apaches, rather than feed and clothe them.
Moreover, the San Pedro River overland freight route guarded by the soldiers at Camp Grant was taking business from the valuable overland route that went through Tucson.
On the other hand, many Tucson businessmen were profiting handsomely from the experimental Apache “feeding stations” operated by the Camp Grant soldiers. They were also profiting by providing substantial supplies, including a lot of beef, for the maintenance of the soldiers there and other garrisons around Southern Arizona. Yet, if the Army was successful in teaching the Apaches to be self-sufficient farmers, the military posts all around Arizona would be disbanded and this lucrative trade would dry up.
In early 1871, as the population of peaceful Penal and Araviapa Apaches continued to grow near Camp Grant, other Apaches, most notably the Chiricahuas, continued to raid and slaughter Anglo and Mexican settlers throughout Southern Arizona. The good citizens of Tucson considered these raids and atrocities related to the Camp Grant experiment. Everyone in town was either angry, afraid, or both. Bellicose meetings were held to determine a course of action. Later, no one would accuse the good citizens of Tucson of being indecisive.

 The Mob

On the morning of April 28, 1871, an excited mob of 6 Anglos and 48 Mexicans left Tucson for Camp Grant, along with 94 Papago Indians. The Papago had easily been recruited from their reservation just south of town. They were traditional enemies of the Pinal and Aravaipa Apache with whom they had a long history of war. Like all the settled residents of Southern Arizona, the Papago hated and feared the Apaches.
William Oury: a prominent Tucsonan and a mob leader.
William Oury: a prominent Tucsonan and a mob leader.
Tucson’s most prominent citizens were involved: Sam Hughes, William Oury, Juan Elias, Hiram Stevens, William Zeckendorf, and Tucson’s first elected mayor, Sidney DeLong.
When Lt. Whitman learned about the mob headed for Camp Grant, he immediately sent a warning to the Pinal and Aravaipa Apaches. It arrived too late.
At dawn on April 30, 1871, the Tucson mob mounted a surprise attack on the Penal and Aravaipa camps. A day or two earlier, the Apache men had left their women and children in camp and were up in the mountains hunting.
The Papago were in the forefront of the attack, clubbing, stabbing, and slashing their nearly helpless victims to death. Most of the Anglos and Mexicans stayed back and shot any of the Apache women and children trying to escape from the slaughter.
Chief Eskiminzin was present, but was one of the few to escape. The Papago captured about 27 of the youngest Apache children and took them to sell as slaves in Mexico. Once the fighting was over, the Papago mutilated and scalped their victims.
Whitman sent a medical team to render assistance, but they found no survivors. He had his soldiers bury the dead.

Aftermath

Following the Camp Grant Massacre, the Apaches learned once again that the Americans could not be trusted.
Camp Grant defendants pose in front of courthouse where they were all acquitted.
Camp Grant defendants pose in front of courthouse where they were acquitted.
In the East, were American citizens were no longer threatened by Indians, the reaction was outrage. Eastern newspapers demanded justice. President Grant threatened to place Arizona Territory under martial law if the the participants were not brought to trail.
In October, 1871, a grand jury indicted about 100 individuals thought to have participated in the massacre. The very public trial lasted 5 days. The attorneys for the defense focused their arguments exclusively on the history of Apache raids, murders, and depredations. No Apaches were invited to testify. The jury deliberated for 19 minutes and declared all defendants not guilty. What was a massacre in the East was justifiable homicide in Tucson.
That year, the new commanding officer in the Arizona Territory, Lt. Col. George Crook, undertook a survey of military posts and potential reservations sites. Crook had Camp Grant closed and ordered that a new Fort Grant built at the western base of Mount Graham.
Lt. Col. George Crook about 1871.
Lt. Col. George Crook about 1871.
The new location in present-day Graham County was better located to subdue the remaining hostiles. In March 1873, Camp Grant at the junction of the San Pedro and Aravaipa Rivers was abandoned. Today, it’s the site of Central Arizona College. The new Fort Grant is no longer a military fort, but a location for state prisons.
Immediately following the massacre, a reservation was set aside for the Apaches at Camp Grant. But the following year all Apache reservations were consolidated and moved north to the intersection of the San Carlos and the Gila Rivers.
In the years following the massacre, relatives of the enslaved Apache children repeatedly petitioned the U.S. government to help repatriate their kidnapped children. Only 7 or 8 ever returned to their people.
Chief Eskiminzin later wrote,”When I made peace with Lt. Whitman, my heart was very big and happy. The people of Tucson and San Xavier must be crazy. They acted as though they had neither heads nor hearts … they must have a thirst for our blood. These Tucson people write for the papers and tell their own story. The Apache have no one to tell their story.”
Today, the massacre site, about five miles upstream from the abandoned site of Camp Grant on Aravaipa Creek, is unmarked.


Sunday, November 25, 2012

Early 1950's Memories of Virgil Baker

The part of the article below headlined in RED was copied from an old newspaper clipping.  I have made some personal comment to the right of the first section of the article...........Have a good day....Virgil Baker, (the can man)


((BELOW IS THE SECOND PAGE OF THE NEWSPAPER ARTICLE......))

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Even Family are Not Always Safe

CARMEN GREER IS MY DAUGHTER BY MY SECOND MARRIAGE T0 LORETTA RED ELK IN MONTANA AROUND 1960.  LORETTA PASSED ON A FEW YEARS AGO. CARMEN AND HER HUSBAND J.R. LIVE IN OR NEAR KATHLEEN, GEORGIA WITH THEIR THREE CHILDREN.  TREVOR IS ONE OF THE CHILDREN.
Carmen and Trevor Greer were in an automobile accident a couple of days ago.  Trevor has been hospitalized and is expected to be released in less than a week as I understand it. Carmen had scrapes and bruises but was not hospitalized to the best of my knowledge. My prayers and the prayers of all of my immediate family in Arizona are with Trevor, Carmen and family.

Thanksgiving came and went.  We were blessed to have most of the family get together at my Daughter's home (where I am currently living) for thanksgiving dinner.  My ex-wife Carmen and her husband Carlos brought a share of the food, including turkey, and my daughter bought a ham from Costco.  My daughter, with the help of Greg Horton did most of the preparation of the meal and it was fantastic.  Carlos brought a bottle of red wine (made and bottled in Spain) and I really appreciated that. Have a good day....Virgil Baker (the can man)



Thursday, November 22, 2012

THANK YOU JESUS, FOR TAKING CARE OF ME AND MY FAMILY AND FRIENDS....

This day brings back many memories---mostly happy, some sad.  The happy memories are the many Thanksgiving Days that I have celebrated with family and friends around me.  One November 22nd day was happy and sad.  I married Carmen Martos (my third and longest lasting marriage) on the 22nd of November, 1963. That was a happy day.  Most of you will remember that day as the day that John F. Kennedy (our President at the time) was assassinated.  That was sad.  Three years ago on the 22nd of November, our family lost my best friend at that time.  Tammy loved to bark at other people, pretending to be protecting the home and family. One day she unexpectedly ran across a street barking at someone on the opposite side.  She was hit by "hit and run" driver and was so badly injured that we had to put her to sleep about an hour later. She was a 2 and one half year old mixed shepherd breed female dog.  She had a tough life, having had two of her previous owners die while she was growing up and also defying death from a sickness she had right after being born.
She was dedicated to making the people closest to her happy.  Every time that I would be gone for any period of time from home, upon my return, she would shower me with unending kisses (licks) all over my face.  She had a special rubber ball that she loved to have tossed so she could go fetch.  She would follow me everywhere that I went inside the house.  When I went to the bathroom and closed the door, she would lie down by the door and wait for me to come out.  I miss you Tammy!

Thank you Lord Jesus for all that I have now and all that you have given me in my many years past.  I pray that you will continue to bless me and my family and friends in the future. Amen.

Have a fantastic day everyone.....Virgil Baker, (the can man)




Saturday, November 17, 2012

Texas Road House Rescues my Camera Case

I don't know if I mentioned it previously--but when I had my birthday party at The Texas Roadhouse restaurant, I had my new Sony point and shoot camera with me.
When I bought the camera from Costco, it came with a real nice little high quality case and the closing flap had a zipper pouch on it for extra batteries, etc. (there were 2 extra batteries in the zipper pouch)  I had the case laying out on the table beside the food and drink that we were partaking of.  Somehow, it disappeared (I suspect that it slid off of the table onto the floor when one of the grand kids was having me move out of my seat so they could get out to go somewhere)  The thing that gets me is that we looked everywhere--on the bench seats, on the floor--and could not locate it.  So I told the waitress about it and she made a note of it with our phone number.  That was probably a waste of time.  Two or three days later I called and they checked their lost and found box with no results. So today (which is 13 days later) I was in the vicinity and I just thought--why not drop by and check again.  Upon doing so, the lady at the front desk checked a drawer that she had there with lost and found with no results.  Another gentleman came up and said that he would go check somewhere else.  After about 4 or 5 minutes he returned with the camera case.  It made me happy as h---!!!  I would still like to know where they found it.

Oh---I broke down and shaved today, I was almost starting to get a beard!  I also went down to a nearby barbershop and got a $9.00 haircut.  Of course, me being the big spender that I am--I gave a big tip.  ---have a fantastic day...virgil baker

(about the pic below)The guy setting down on the tailgate is evidently trying his luck at getting work by just "camping out" in a high traffic area.  The other two people were just passing by and talking to the owner of the vehicle.  More information is on the smaller sign (you can enlarge the picture and make it out).


Sunday, November 11, 2012

Remembering some things, (bear with me on this one)

I have been getting a lot of family history and old pictures from my cousin Liz and her husband Ed who live up north of Prescott, AZ.  Part of it has pictures  and other items of interest about our family including Sam and Agnes Rose.

If my thoughts are correct, Agnes Rose was my great-aunt (my grandmother's sister on my Dad's side of the family.  If my thoughts are correct, Pinky (as referred to below) is one of Agnes's daughters.

I remember visiting Sam and Agnes Rose in Globe when I was a pre-teenager.  I think that I remember that Sam worked as an engineer for the railroad.  A few years later I can remember our family going to visit Agnes when she was working for a restaurant at Roosevelt Lake not too far from the Dam.  A lot of the names of  various ranchers that are on some of those documents, I remember my Dad talking or telling stories about, not that I can remember the stories but I do remember the names when I run across them.  Pinky Boas was living on Walliman Road in Globe, I visited her a couple of times after her husband died (I think his name was Henry)   They ran a service station here in Tucson on the corner of Oracle road and River Road for many years. At least that is the way that I remember it. In fact, I seem to remember that when my Dad died in 1990 that a bunch of the family got together at Pinky's home on Walliman road in Globe after the funeral in Young, AZ.  (I will copy this and put it on my BLOG)
                                 
                                 Agnes             Sam
                                                  Agnes
                                              Sam and Agnes
            This would have been written two years before I was born by my great-  grandmother on my Dad's side of the family.  per virgil gene baker



Saturday, November 10, 2012

GO SUNS!! (Phoenix Suns Basketball)

Last night--I almost turned off my TV and went to bed when the Suns got down 26 points early on against the Cleveland Cavaliers at home in Phoenix.  It was a nail biter near the end but the Suns came out on top, and tonight they are in Utah playing against the Jazz at 7 p.m.  my time.  I have always been a Suns fan and Steve Nash was one of my favorites.  He now plays for the LA Lakers and they are currently without a head coach.

I splurged and went to breakfast at Joes Pancake House right down the street (Kolb & Golf Links) for breakfast.  Biscuits & Gravy, scrambled eggs and home fries.  MMMMMM---deelicious!!!  (Non-fattening of course).  And a couple of cups of coffee to keep me awake throughout the day!!

It was pretty cool this morning and it warmed up pretty nice during the day but now at near 6 p.m. it has cooled down drastically outside.  I know because I just came in from feeding our five dogs.  They have four dog houses so one of them have to double up with another to stay warm.

"RITIS" in my neck, arms, shoulders and hands is really bothering me with this colder weather.  It does not make a difference whether I am outside or inside, it hurts!!  Absorbine Jr. is my favorite treatment now for those pains.  It helps for awhile and then you have to re-apply.

Today was the birthday of my lady friend in Globe, AZ (Betty Gilbert).  She is 78 today.  I was talking to her on the phone and she was remembering when she turned 16 years old in November 1950 and she celebrated with her (then) boy friend (my older brother) and my Mom and Dad at a bar in Miami, AZ.  My Mom's birthday was Nov 11th and of course Betty's -- Nov 10th.  I don't know why I was not invited.  My birthday is Nov 4th.  I would have been 14 years old at the time.

Below is our two female dogs (1) Huera (2) Sheila




I have one of those little dish electric heaters that I dusted off today and put back into service.  Our heat has not been turned back on yet for the winter.  After two days of cold, we are supposed to have at least 7 or 8 days of 70's daytime temperatures (one day in the low 80's).  After that, we will probably have to fire up the home heater.  I sure do feel sorry for the folks in New Jersey and other areas where they still don't have electricity back on and the temperatures in that part of the country are not as kind as they are here in Arizona.

Have a good day, the can man, virgil baker

Thursday, November 8, 2012

a year older---and wow!!--I really feel it!!!

Maybe that Texas Road House saddle ride was a little too much. I did not get any pictures of the "saddle".  It seems that all I want to do now is rest!
Three pics below were taken on my birthday......


I want to share some good info (in my opinion) with you that you may or may not already know.  My VA doctor told me on my last visit that I needed to get my cholesterol down.  She suggested that I should start eating a high fiber cereal (she mentioned Raisin Bran, Cheerios) and using 1 percent milk instead of 2 percent as I had been doing before.  So I have started a regimen of eating Costco (Kirkland) Raisin Bran with Costco sweetener (similar to Splenda) and 1 percent milk from one of the local grocery stores.  I had been taking 2 Swiss Kris tablets twice a day to help keep my bowels moving regular but by using the high fiber cereal, I have cut back to one tablet twice a day and I might not even need that.    The doctors visit was 2 or 3 months ago and I have not checked my cholesterol since my visit but I suspect that the level has gone down.  Of course, I try to stay away from high cholesterol food as much as possible.  (except on birthdays!!)

Have a good day....the can man, virgil baker

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Back In The Saddle Again

If I am going to have to be put on a saddle, I would like for it to be this one.  I'm not sure that my 217 pounds would fit properly.  The saddle that I am referencing is the one that I should be riding tomorrow evening at the Texas Road House Restaurant for my birthday.

I arose early this morning---early for me---around 7 a.m.  I shoveled up the "dog poop" in the back yard and put it in one big pile--then kinda scattered some dirt and dust over top of the pile to keep the smell down and the flies away.  Then on to the garden hose with a spray nozzle....I watered all of the trees and bushes.  If they would grow well with "dog pee"--I would not have to do that!  

Later, I gathered up a bunch of gardening equipment (lawn mower, weed eater, etc.) and some other boxes of junk that I never get around to sorting out---hauled it all over to my rental storeroom (about 10 minutes drive).  I re-arranged what what was already in there to make more room (you know, like standing stuff on end instead of laying down flat)...

Other than that, it has been a rather uneventful day.  It is Saturday, so no school and no need to pick up the grandchildren.  Dogs are unhappy (two of them) because they like to ride with me everyday to pick up the kids.  My Toyota pick up has a steel cage on the back (that I used to pack full of aluminum cans to sell) and I bought a $50 heavy duty tarp and tied it down over top to make shade for the dogs.
It also helps to keep anything else dry and out of the sun that I might have need to load in there.

Have a good day, the can man, virgil baker
                                                    Nice Sunset!!