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a FRISCO R. R. story that needs
telling
The St.
Louis San-Francisco Railway was in the process of merging with the Burlington
RR. At the time, my wife and I were
operating a small highway Drive Inn and restaurant just North of Springfield MO.
I think the year may have been 1978 when a regular customer stopped in with the
news he was dismantling the FRISCO RAILWAY Record’s Warehouse located in the
North Yards. This was a large brick
building on the north edge of the main rail yards in North Springfield
Missouri. The powers-that-be had
given him all the dimensional lumber that was used to support the massive amount
of railroad records in black boxes that had accumulated over the years. All he had to do was destroy these
records. It was expected he would
shred them.
The
lumber was much desired, but disposing of the records posed a big problem. He tried to recycle, but no one was set
up to handle this mixture of cardboard boxes and old paper. The landfill was his only option and
would be more expensive than he reckoned on. It represented many, many dump truck
loads.
His
description of these records intrigued me.
I wanted to see what he was getting, and getting into. (I have a natural
curiosity that sometimes leaves folks wondering what I am up to next) He said
the railroad police were watching and I should bring my pickup. If they asked, I would be one of his
employees.
I found
his crew already in the process of loading a large dump truck. Unfortunately, their starting point was
into the very heart of the section that made up real Frisco history. But this made up only a fraction of the
total. The total being a vast
amount and row upon row of employee files in black file boxes stacked upon
shelves eight feet or more high.
I
headed off the loaders and began to load the good stuff into my truck. After a good amount that looked
interesting, I headed home. The
hour was late, so the next morning I returned to retrieve more records. His crew had returned and already
finished off this section that housed the real history of the railroad.
I begin
searching for other records.
Perhaps my father-in-law, or others I knew who had made the Frisco their
life. I soon had another truckload.
I decided I would use an abandoned service station next door to our Drive
Inn to save more records. This
pleased our friend, as the landfill fees were getting a bit
much.
After
two truckloads, I had to call a halt because we were out of space. I soon learned the extent of how much
our friend (?) wanted to save the landfill fees. He instructed his driver to dump a load
in the yard of our country home. I
pulled into our drive way just as his truck driver was fleeing.
This
created a real crisis; our next-door neighbor was a long time employee of the
Frisco as well as a neighbor across the street. I could see the wind picking up and
blowing these records into their yards.
I quickly set a match to this mountain of paper. This just shouldn't be
happening.
* * * * * * *
The
records' building was now vacant. I
begin going over what I had accumulated.
First, I had to spray for fleas.
Many fleas. Birds and field
mice had taken over the old records building since they had abandoned it. I wound up with about six large boxes of
real history. Of the personal
records, I had records of several thousand employees dating back to 1895. What to do? I had a fear the company would find out
not all their records were destroyed.
Another
friend suggested he knew a Frisco manager who would love to see these records
and would be discreet. I let him
inspect much of what I had. He
spent most of a day going over them.
He was amazed, but his feeling was that there was nothing that could or
would hurt the operation of the railroad today, and that I should set on all
this until the Burlington Northern completed its merger with the Frisco.
But
still, what should I do with these employee records? I spend hours going over many of
them. They were fascinating
reading. It didn't take long to
feel the pride, the pain, and the true lives of these employees who dedicated
their lives to the railroad. From
the humble mother begging for the reinstatement of her son as the only
breadwinner of the family, to the endless pages of depositions given when
fingers got meshed or trains wrecked.
I knew
I was on hollow ground and no one to turn to. I didn't know what to do then. Today, I know what I should have done,
but that was then. Then, I set about removing letterheads of railroads long
since gone. I had a collection of
about 60 such railroads. This would
be my hobby. I sorted out about 100
of the more interesting files and kept 4 of the black file boxes. The rest I disposed of. Time was running out and I had to get
them out of the building I used.
I
loaded 3 old suitcases and a box with records that pertained to the every day
operation of the old Frisco and headed off to the St. Louis Museum of
Transportation. From what I
remember, a Doctor of medicine was running the museum then. He was tickled to get all this and told
me he was much upset because he had asked the Frisco to let him go through the
building before they destroyed it. They told him there wasn't anything of
interest. What I had here was of
much interest to him. I left my
folder of the 60 of more letterheads for him to read, and told him I wanted this
one back. I never got it back, and
this should have been a lesson to me that I wouldn't repeat again. A
spokesperson for this museum had said they have no Frisco records but since have
learned they do and are doing some preservation. I had, a couple of years ago
written this Transportation Museum with a question about these papers and never
received a reply.
After
storing the remaining records for the rest of the years, I went through them
again about five years ago and found I had another box of operating
records. I loaded them and also a
loose-leaf binder of the latest collections of letterheads and proceeded to give
them to the Frisco RR Museum in Springfield. Once again, advising this person that he
could look at my collection of letterheads, but I wanted them back. I seem to never learn. I never got it back, even after much
effort. From neither museum did I
get so much of a thank-you for what I did give willingly to them.
(NOTE
June 2003: the
Springfield MO FRISCO MUSEUM has closed its doors and many items have been
purchased and moved to the old Frisco Office building in Springfield for safe
keeping for now) (June 2005, The Springfield Public Library now has much of the employee records
dated after 1944 as well as the early editions of the employee newspaper
published by the railroad, More on
this when you return to the front page)
In
fairness to other museums, I should add that most do care. I gave the Springfield History museum
some letters pertaining to the Railroad's relation with the city and they went
out of their way to thank me and write a letter of thank you.
In the
meantime, I became interested in Genealogy. It was then I realized I should have
removed the employment applications from each of the employee records before I
had destroyed them. I returned to
what I had left of these records and retrieved about 50 applications. From all this I kept one complete
Engineer file that would represent an example of how records were kept.
I am
still going through miscellaneous items such as tickets and telegrams of the
period. I have listed many names
found among these papers in hopes descendants can find and have a piece of their
fathers working life on the Frisco.
But how much more there could have been if we could of seen down the road
the interest in genealogy and the computer. A Genealogist working with me, only shakes her head at the thought of
what might have been.
CLICK
HERE TO SEE WHAT A 1913 FRISCO EMPLOYMENT APPLICATION COVERED.
Fred Veregge
AN AFTER THOUGHT.
Many thought the RR kept the employee records. They did not. There is the
privacy of the living that must be protected and lets face it, most are not that
interested in their ancestors life.
There were records of employees
discharged for different reasons. You have to ask yourself; do I want to know
ALL about my G Grandfather? I know many of you would answer YES, or you wouldn't
be interested in this subject. Maybe the powers-to-be should save the original
applications of these employees and destroy the rest. If the records are not
old, then store them in a time capsule. But that would take money away from
stockholders. In the end, they rule, so it’s off to the shredder for all your
ancestor’s records. (or with today’s technology, you hit the delete
button)
Do any records of RR employees exist? Outside of records kept by the
R R retirement board, little if anything was kept by the employer. In some cases
a card file was kept that lists only name, date, and employment status. Nothing
about what was on the original application. Nothing at all about demerits given
for various reasons. Nothing about sick leaves, time off for a child’s funeral.
Files of long time employees listing all this information were often as much as
three inches thick with pages of very personal information. I felt privileged and humbled to peer
into these past lives. I wish I
could have found more descendants of these hard working railroad men and women.
To help you understand what an application for the Frisco asked, I have
posted the above link to a 1913 application form. You can also see a picture of
a black box and a complete file by the side of it.
Or go here for a
picture
of one of the surviving thousands of black file boxes and a stack of old Frisco
Papers.