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Michael Taylor in WW II. Click for a cascade of Taylor's glorious subject.

Click link for a potpourri of conventional thinking about the 30s.

Were the 1930s Glory Years?

The mendicant mood is normally reserved for that decade, breadlines, desperation, and want, but Michael Francis Taylor found glory in his depression-era college days.

He wasn't a wealthy spectator, cloistered in ivied academe, but among those adventuring refugees forever painted in calamitous pigments by sketch artists such as Steinbeck and Caldwell. Taylor found sanctuary in a tiny New Mexico cow college with outhouses behind the dorms.

The Glory Years, he called them, of New Mexico A&M.

Michael Francis Taylor was a teenage runaway from a broken home. He arrived in New Mexico by boxcar, survived on his wit, acquired coherent writing skills early in life, graduated high school, earned three college degrees, lectured, taught school, spent a spooky two decades working for the State Department and CIA, and retired to Carlsbad, New Mexico where he episodically taught school, and contributed rousing, good-fun newspaper columns until his death in 1991.

Years later, bits of his previously unpublished writings have leached onto the Internet, and they suggest he might have been working on a memoir, perhaps unfinished, and certainly unknown. These tantalizing scraps reflect the frank honesty of a child, the observant eye of a poet, and the deep humor of an old soul. He was an interesting guy we'd like to know better.

Hopping a train was in the popular ambitions of youngsters in the 30s. This cartoon appeared all across the west and midwest on July 4, 1929. It links to a scrolling collection of the few facts we've gathered about Mr. Taylor and his family.

He was born in Des Moines Iowa, February 25, 1916, and by 1930 he was living in Kansas City with his mother and brother. In that year she told the census taker she was widowed, and that her two sons were living at home. They may have been, briefly, but according to Michael that was about the time he started working for Jacob Henry Crosby in Hillsboro, New Mexico. Evidence suggests he's in the 1930 census twice, once with his mother, and again working as Crosby's dishwasher under the name Michael Galliger. This particular Michael Galliger never appears anyplace else.

An online family tree, apparently authored by one of his wife's descendants, tells us, "Mike and his brother (John) hopped a freight train, eventually ending up with a ranching family in Hillsboro, New Mexico, who treated him as one of their own." His brother seems to have gone home pretty quickly, but Mike settled in Hillsboro, New Mexico, an old silver mining town on what was once called the Jornado del Muerto. Mr. Taylor's extant writings don't mention a ranching family, but he has a lot to say about a café owner named Jacob Crosby, whom he called, "Cook."

There has never been rail service to Hillsboro so Michael didn't quite arrive by boxcar. The track ran a few miles to the east through Engle, New Mexico, with a spur over to Hot Springs, now called Truth or Consequences by one of those quirks common in southern New Mexico history. There was also a spur to Lake Valley, south of Hillsboro, but we're guessing Michael left the hobo life in Hot Springs.

Hot Springs aka Truth or Consequences, is about thirty miles from Hillsboro, and Michael mentions he and "Cook" tried their hand at business ventures all around the area, even as far east as Hobbs, New Mexico.

The 1930 census also tells us a local baker, Jacob Crosby, was living in Hot Springs, NM with Michael Galliger, who, like Michael Taylor, was 15 years old, and born in Iowa. The census taker originally noted Michael Galliger was a paid employee at the bakery, but crossed through it to write, "servant," perhaps because, on reflection, someone realized the boy was too young to be legally employed.

This image of Michael Taylor (left front) and friends links to his reminscences about his college years, as edited by W. G. Hines.
This snap of 1953 Hillsboro links to Michael Taylor's remebrances for a village reunion in the 1980s (scroll down to page 4).

Michael Taylor's Hillsboro recollections tell us he went to work for Jacob aka Cook, in Hot Springs prior to going with him to Hillsboro in early 1931. We might assume he was using the name Michael Galliger, because he was underage, and running away from home. He never confirms this in any of his accessible writings.

Our biography of Michael comes mostly from his obituary, on-line family tree, and the two scraps of memoir-like recollections that have turned up. One is a recalling of his days in Hillsboro in the early 1930s, his high school years. He tells us he first jotted them down in 1945, and then updated them for the Hillsboro, NM, Reunion Committee. That would have been about 1984, after he was six-years retired from government service, and working in Carlsbad as a columnist/teacher. We surmise the date from his mention of the Reunion Committee chair, Mrs. James Thwaites, who ran the committee about that time.

What seems to be an incomplete fragment of the manuscript lay unnoticed in the archives of the Hillsboro Historical Society until about 2017. It was discovered and published as "Hillsboro in the Thirties," in the May, 2017, edition of the Hillsboro Historical Society Bulletin, "Guajolotes, Zopilotes Y Paisanos," Turkeys, Vultures, and Countrymen.

The other bit of his memoir-like efforts is a more complete and polished recounting of his days at New Mexico State College, also called A&M in those years, and known as New Mexico State University nowadays, "Aggies, Oh Aggies: The Glory Years."

He wrote it in 1978, and what happened to it then is unknown. Maybe it was published in some alumni organ of the time, but it comes to us via another route. New Mexico State alumnus Walter G. Hines (class of '66, and son of "Glory Days" football coach Jerry Hines) found what he thought was the final draft, with Taylor's pen-and-ink corrections in the margins, "buried in the archives of the NMSU Alumni Association." Hines did some minor editing and stuck it into the January 2011 issue of the Southern New Mexico Historical Review.

You'll probably want to glance through the yearbooks that prompted Michael Taylor's reminiscing about his "Glory Years." Click the image and see for yourself.

The telling of Michael Taylor's college days begins with his arrival at State College with $100 in his pocket, a gift from Bell Drummond. This would have been Rosebel Burke Drummond (1858-1947), wife of James Drummond (1848-1937), the retired manager of a Kingston silver mine.

We won't summarize his free-verse paean to the rustic halls of desert learning. You'd do better to read his actual words nearby. Nevertheless, a few notes of follow-up beg jotting down.

Taylor speaks warmly of several students and faculty. His friend, Kearney Egerton (1915-1985), returned to his hometown, Phoenix, after graduation to became sports columnist and cartoonist for the Arizona Republic, the largest newspaper in the state. Egerton briefly interrupted his career for World War II, going overseas as an Army Staff Sergeant.

We learn of the sharp dealings of his landlord, June Hornbrook Sage (1871-1958), and indeed we see news items about her various foreclosure actions against creditors, and one charge of bribery/jury tampering of which she was acquitted. Mrs. Sage seems to have been the wife of former A&M professor, Archibald Sage (1872-1942). They were living apart, although both seem to be buried in the same West Virginia cemetery.

Marvin Raney (1918-1980), whom Michael described as being brilliant, and a particularly good friend, took his masters from Las Cruces, and became a history professor at the University of Wisconsin. He later achieved modest fame, along with his partner of many years, as the occupant/historian/preserver of a noted historic house.

Speegle Wood (1912-1942), star footballer and subject of some of Taylor's recollections, was killed in an auto accident while training at Ft. Benning, GA.

Michael remembers fondly the Brook twins, Kate and Martha, daughters of Harold H. Brook, resident of Las Cruces, and president of the Elephant Butte Irrigation District. Kate married Ensign Mark Genera of Denver, in 1944, and they had a son and daughter (named for her sister, Martha). Mark was a respected teacher. Kate passed away in 1993. Twin sister Martha (1917-2002) married Jack Baird, class of '37 and Assistant County Agent, in 1939. By 1950 Jack and Martha were divorced, and Martha seems to have raised her two sons working as a schoolteacher. Strangely, records say they remarried in December 1949, contradicting the census. Jack seems to have passed away around 1966-67, and Martha was listed as an heir. They seem to have had a complicated relationship, of which we know little. We then lose sight of her and her family until her death in 2002. If the ancient Greeks had got hold of such a story of promise diffused into life's struggles, we'd have gotten another elegiac tour de force.

Michael Taylor wrote a sometime column for the Carlsbad Current Argus in his retirement. You can see a few, including his remembrance of Oather.

Taylor, in one of his Carlsbad columns, tells us his friend Oather Morper (1910-2003) retired from a career as a senior social worker in San Diego in around 1981. You can read Taylor's newspaper column from the Carlsbad Current Argus nearby in which Michael tells his Carlsbad readers about Oather's gold-fish swallowing prowess. The origin of the odd name, Oather, is unknown.

The two fragments of Michael Taylor's otherwise unpublished, and perhaps unwritten, memoir, available for your enjoyment nearby, are remarkable period pieces capturing the articulate observations of an exceptionally bright and perceptive young man at a moment in our history, the turbulent thirties, when all was in flux, and the modern social wave front was aborning. All times, of course are exactly that, but we don't usually have the pleasure of knowing them as their contemporaries knew them. Mr. Taylor is an excellent guide to a time long gone, but forever familiar, because it underlies all that we are.

There is much we don't know about Michael Francis Taylor, the memoirist of the Aggie glory years, but there is one near certainty. He was a much more interesting guy than we're ever likely to know. There is a piece of his story missing from the 1950s into the late 1970s, and we can confidently refer to those as his spook years. He tells us he worked for the state department and CIA from the early 1950s through his retirement in 1978. We know from the Congressional Record he was confirmed by the senate as a diplomatic secretary in 1957, and he and his wife lived in numerous overseas places, some we know and perhaps some we don't. What he was doing on these international jaunts, we certainly don't know.

He was born in Iowa in 1916, the second of two boys. By 1930 the two brothers and their mother were in Kansas City, where she worked as a secretary and listed herself as widowed. That was undoubtedly a fiction because her husband, John L. Taylor, was apparently still alive since he seems to have died in 1978. Indeed, the 1940 census lists her as divorced, but the widowed story returns for her death certificate in 1972.

We know nothing of Michael's relationship with his mother, or brother, whether he ever returned home, or had anything to do with either of them after moving his life's locus to New Mexico. Likewise, we don't know if he knew his father in later years, and whether he knew anything about the elder Mr. Taylor's passing in 1978.

Taylor doesn't mention one A&M classmate who was undoubtedly important to him, Marianne Claire Foster. He married her in 1940 during the time he taught at the local high school and various Indian schools. Marianne was from Carlsbad, New Mexico, and that is probably the reason he retired there after his CIA days.

An online family tree authored by Jennifer Foster, probably related to Mike's wife, Marianne Clair Foster Taylor, says Mike and his older brother, John, hopped a freight train and wound up in Hillsboro, New Mexico, where Mike was taken in as part of the family by some unnamed benefactor (whom Michael identifies as Crosby). Whether John made the trip or not, Mike affirms this story in his Hillsboro recollections, telling us he was a 16 year old runaway from Kansas City who'd gone to work for Jacob Henry Crosby, whom he calls "Cook," in Hillsboro.

We learn Michael's Hillsboro boss, and apparent guardian, Jacob Henry Crosby, was running a chicken ranch in Prescott Arizona in 1923, prior to meeting Taylor, and a Prescott café in 1940, after Taylor's Hillsboro days. By 1950 Crosby was in Arizona's Yavapai County Hospital where he died April 15, 1950 of senility, pneumonia and diabetes. Whether Michael knew, we don't know.

From the tree we also learn Mike earned his masters and PhD in political science from the University of Denver while working there as an instructor. Ms. Foster also tells us Mike and Marianne lived in Thailand, Guatemala, Panama, Washington, DC and Virginia while he was in the Foreign Service.

From 1978 on, he lived in Carlsbad, NM, taught at the high school, and "did a lot of writing," according Ms. Foster. Besides researching the life of Billy the Kid he, "wrote a history of Grace Church and a booklet for the Living Desert Museum as well as having a byline in the Carlsbad Current Argus."

Mike and Marianne adopted two children. A son was a career naval officer, passing away in 2004. We wonder if the other child, or anyone else, has Mike's papers, and what, if anything, is planned for them. Perhaps someone will gather and publish his Carlsbad columns. Let's hope someone, someday does a credible job of telling this remarkable storyteller's story.

Was he right? Were the late thirties the glory years of New Mexico State University? Other alums will contest it. Still, we'd best agree with him, and with anyone else claiming glory for their college years. No one will know the experience better than they.

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News clippings about the New Mexico leg of President Hayes' Great Western Tour in 1880

The Record Union, October 20, 1880, page 2.
Mendocino Coast Beacon, October 30, 1880.
Harper County Times, November 11, 1880.
Las Vegas Gazette, October 27, 1880.
Las Vegas Gazette, October 28, 1880.
Notth Topeka Daily Argus, November 2, 1880.
Daily New Mexican, October 29, 1880. click to expand
Daily New Mexican, October 29, 1880 (page 2). click to expand
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President Hayes' route through southern New Mexio passed through turbulent boom-town areas. The image links to some stories about the aftermath.

The Santa Few New Mexican, December 23, 1880, page 4.
The Star Tribune, January 25, 1881, page 1.
Xenia Semi Weekly Gazette, February 4, 1881, page 2.
The Leavenworht Times, April 21, 1881, page 1.
The Las Vegas Gazette, April 10, 1884, page 2.
The Topeka State Joiurnal, October 12, 1899, page 3.
Albuquerque Tribune, October 7, 1988 click to expand
Albuquerque Tribune, October 7, 1988 (page 2). click to expand
The Deming Headlight, January 30, 2009. click to expand
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President Hayes' route through southern New Mexio is displayed on a current map, and a vintage 1880 map, showing the pre-Hayes and pre-railroad names of places. Ralston, for example, southwest corner, was renamed Shakespeare by the time Hayes came through. Lordsburg appeared two miles north. Santa Barbara became the site of present day Hatch, NM.

The Hayes route, per Ramsey, on a current map. click to expand
The 1880 Thayer map of the same area.click to expand
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A list of presidential trips to New Mexico

  • Rutherford B. Hayes, Lordsburg to Santa Fe, 1880,
  • William Henry Harrison, Deming, Lordsburg, 1891
  • William McKinley-Deming, 1901
  • Teddy Roosevelt-Albuquerque, 1903
  • William Howard Taft-Gallup,Albuquerque, south to El Paso at night, 1909
  • Harry S. Truman-Gallup, 1948
  • John F. Kennedy, WSMR, Holloman, 1963
  • Lyndon B. Johnson (as VP with JFK in 1963)
  • Richard M. Nixon, Albuquerque, 1970,
  • Ronald Reagan, Albuquerque, 1982, 1983
  • William J. Clinton, Albuquerque, 1996, Shiprock, 2000
  • Barrack Obama-Albuquerque, 2010
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    William Howard Taft's Great American Tour in 1909

    Most presidential trips to New Mexico are poorly remembered, but Taft's is the most silent of all. You'll barely find any historical references.

    In 1909 newly elected president William Howard Taft thought he'd like to see the country, and he echoed the great-western tour of his predecessor, Theodore Roosevelt in 1903. He made a grand tour of several weeks, starting in Beverley, Massachusetts, riding across the northern states in his special, presidential car all the way to Seattle. As the Tucumcari News and Tucumcari Times put it on September 18, 1909, he, "set foot on the four extreme lines which enclose the union which has selected him as its head."

    We are told he stopped in Chicago, passed through Madison, Portage and Milwaukee, Wisconsin, and on to Minneapolis/St. Paul Minnesota. From there he headed south to Desmoines, Iowa, Omaha, Nebraska, Denver, Colorado. Thence to Wolhurst, Pueblo, Glenwood Springs, and Montrose Colorado. He next routed to Salt Lake City, Utah, Pocatella, Idaho, Butte and Helena, Montana, Spokane, North Yakima and Steattle, Washington. From there Mr. Taft's train took him down the Pacific coast to Los Angeles, and from there back east through several stops in Arizona, finally crossing the New Mexico border around 8:00 AM, October 15, 1909, on the northern route paralleling the old Route 66 highway. Mr. Taft stopped first in Gallup, New Mexico where several dignitaries boarded, including New Mexico governor George Curry.

    Mr. Taft arrived in Albuquerque around 6:00 PM on October 15, 1909, where he gave a well-received speech announcing his support for New Mexico statehood. He promised to introduce enabling legislation in the next congress to allow the writing of a New Mexico constitution in preparation for statehood. He attended a banquet later in the day also attended by New Mexico senator Albert Bacon Fall, at that time a democrat before he switched parties, became Harding's Secretary of Interior and spent a few months in the federal penitentiary as the Teapot Dome convict of choice. Fall questioned the president's resolve in promoting statehood, implying he'd heard it all before, and most newspapers considered this a great embarrassment. They handily reported Taft's rejoinder to the uncouth Fall as a statesmanlike response to a beneath-contempt heckler.

    Taft's call for statehood was his major message to New Mexico, and it created a great sensation, inspiring optimism across the territory. In fact Taft kept his word, and three years later signed the congressional bill that brought New Mexico into the union as the 47th state.

    Taft left Albuquerque around midnight and traveled overnight to El Paso, making no more New Mexico stops. In El Paso on October 16, 1909, he had a much anticipated visit with President Diaz of Mexico, and then took the unprecedented step of crossing the border into Juarez to meet Diaz in his own country, thus becoming the first sitting president to leave the country. The meeting between the two had no official negotiating agenda, but speculation then and now wondered if they privately discussed the disputed Chamizal district that was transferred to Mexico by President Kennedy over fifty years later.

    From El Paso, President Taft's travels took him on to San Antonio, and other places in Texas including the Taft Ranch, and nearby Rincon Ranch. He went to St. Louis, and took a riverboat ride down the Mississippi to New Orleans, on his way back to Washington.

    News stories linked nearby give a full account of people accompanying the president, and the people he met in New Mexico. They also give a sense of the sensational impact of the president's call for New Mexico statehood, and the sour mood of most toward Fall's intemperate remarks.

    History has remembered Taft's visit with Diaz, and his precedent-breaking visit to Mexico, but in most tellings he just materializes in El Paso, and disappears afterward. A search of contemporary newspapers reveals the wider scope of his foreign excursion, and puts it in the context of Taft's domestic goals.

    The link is to the Sep 18 1909 Tucumcari News account of Taft's trip.
    The link is to the Las Vegas Optic, Oct 15, 1909.
    The link is to a the Albuquerque Morning Journal, Oct 16, 1909, p1.
    The link is to a the Albuquerque Morning Journal, Oct 16, 1909, p2.
    The link is to a the Albuquerque Morning Journal, Oct 16, 1909, p3.
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    Southern New Mexico a War zone in 1880

    Southern New Mexico, at the time of President Hayes' visit is often referred to as a war zone. Lawlessness of all sorts flourished, and was a major concern of the military, and such civil law enforcement as existed. Non-military attempts at law enforcement largely consited of local militias, which were themselves controversial, and sometimes considered part of the lawlessness. In fact, Albert J. Fountain, of later unfortunate renown as the victim of a still unsolved disappearance near the White Sands in 1896, gained much of his stable of enemies and followers as a leader of militias hunting down rustlers. The links on this page, are to four introductory sources about the southern New Mexico security situation in late 1880, when Hayes, Sherman, Alexander et al jogged in primitive transportation across the desert behind army mules and a handful of soldiers.

    The first sets the scene around Fort Cummings, a little north of present day Deming, New Mexico, describing the Apache situation, as well as the mail robberies, train robberies, and other mischief.

    The second is a letter from the citizens of Silver City, the most developed town in southern New Mexico at the time, to the president of the United States, asking for relief from Indian depredations, followed by the response of General Pope.

    The third is a 1935 discussion of General Buell's excursion into Mexico in pursuit of Victorio, just before the president arrived. It gives a short history of the Mescalero Apache troubles from 1863 to 1880, and then describes the coordination with Mexico about the troubles around the border as Victorio fled south.

    The fourth is the alert from General Phillip Sheridan to General John Pope advising him of the president's visit.

    The link is to an excerpt of a BLM publication about conditions around Fort Cummings in 1880.
    The link is to the letter to President Hayes from the citizens of Silver City, complaining about Apache depredations. It's followed by the response of General Pope.
    The link is to a paper from the New Mexico Historical Review describing Colonel Buell's expedition into Mexico in 1880 in pursuit of Victorio.
    The link is to General Sheridan's letter to Pope, advising him the president was visiting New Mexico in October 1880.
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    We can suffer a failure to visualize

    when we read about Hayes and his party traveling by military ambulance. In the southwest the Army was using anything with wheels to transport goods and people. All we know for sure is Ramsey's description of the six-mule teams, unusual for a wagon full of people. The army was anxious to get across the desert quickly, and six were faster than four.

    This engine photographed in Yuma in the 1880s may resemble the engine on Hayes' train.
    The "ambulances" may well have looked something like this.
    This is a Civil War depiction of an ambulance...Note Grant-like stance of man leaning on the tailgate.
    Stage coaches and frieghters commonly used more than 4 animals on a team.
    Typical field equippage from the era.
    More typical equippage.

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