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Frederick Lincoln Chenery

ETSS Library Librarian, 1953-67
Associate Professor of Religious Literature (63-67),
Assistant Professor of Religious Literature (58-63),
Assistant Professor (57-58)

Fred was the very first library director to serve the Episcopal Seminary of the Southwest. When he arrived in 1953, the library was housed in a house without even air conditioning. At the young age of 26, he helped build the collection, build the building, set up processes to catalog, circulate, and process books. For fourteen years, he was the librarian at the new seminary. When the “death of God” controversy flared up, he reluctantly left to pursue other library offers and serve in those theological libraries with distinction. Fred is still alive and keeps track of the library via the Booher’s Christmas letters. Below is a slightly edited copy of an email he sent to Rob Cogswell a couple of years ago.

 

Early Years of the Booher Library
Episcopal Theological Seminary of the Southwest

Frederick L. Chenery

In 1953 the weather in New York City was ideal. I enjoyed and benefited from two good courses at the Columbia University Library School. At the conclusion of the summer session I boarded a train for Austin. The farthest south I had been before was Baltimore, Maryland and the farthest west Cooperstown, New York. There had been drought in Texas, and the view from the train window as we headed for Austin was most discouraging. I got off the train at the Austin station and experienced heat I had never known before. For a moment I wondered if I should call a cab and go to the hotel where Dean Blandy would meet me that evening or stay at the station waiting for the next train going north.

After lunch at the hotel I bought a city map and walked to 2607 University Avenue, a house rented by the Seminary. I just had to get a glimpse of where I would begin my first full-time professional position. Dean Blandy was amazed I had done this. I didn't know that people don't walk in Austin. Not having a car or a driver's license, what choice did I have?

The library occupied two rooms on the main floor and a screened porch behind the house. The porch must also have had windows for I remember students could study there on cool days. The large living room had tall wooden bookcases on two walls at one end of the room with the books the seminary had acquired. A table in the center of the room had the coffee maker, and would soon have trays for circulation and catalog cards. At the other end of the room were one or two empty steel ranges of shelving. What had been the dining room served as the library office and workroom. A snapshot I sent you showed how crowded we were.

Mary Carlisle, wife of a senior student, was assigned to work with me. After a few weeks Mrs. Robert H. (Lucille) Wilson visited the library. She had resigned a position with the Texas State Library, and hoped for part-time work. She joined us as cataloger, and in time was named assistant librarian. Several students on the work-study program helped.

At age 26 I was younger than most of the students. I remember one of them saying, "If you make any rules governing use of the library, we won't follow them." This was good advice. Another time, after I had cataloged and classified some books, a student wanted to know where the orange book was that had been on a certain shelf.

Sooner than I had dared hope I had established procedures for ordering, classifying, cataloging, and circulating books. With some pride I showed Dean Blandy the first two books completed. He said, "You've been here two months and have cataloged two books. We'll call you the “Chenery book of the month club.”

During this1953-54 year the architectural firm of Fehr and Granger developed plans for two [rectangular buildings] on the site at Rathervue Place [the footprints of the south classroom and McDonald buildings]. One building was to be completed as a dormitory. The other building was to serve temporarily as offices and classrooms on the first floor and the library on the second. Many interior walls, kitchenettes and bathroom fixtures were omitted to create the spaces we needed. I remember that Carl Lewis, the bookkeeper, worked in what would later be a bathroom.

In September 1954 we moved to Rathervue Place. The dormitory building was not ready for use, so for a month the single students lived with faculty members. I had carefully labeled each piece of furniture and box of books showing where they were to go in the new library, but this was futile because the first floor of the building was not quite ready and all office furniture wound up in the library space for several days.

After the first floor was ready and occupied, we settled the library and for two years the space served us well. We developed plans for the new library building that was completed in October 1956.

Now I'll ramble on about episodes I remember which will probably not be of use in your history, but may be of interest.

I recall registration day in 1954 clearly. Gundred Embree, the registrar, dean's secretary, and receptionist was a most gracious soft-spoken lady. She was working that day in the library near my office. She was doing her best to greet the students and make them feel welcome, but that was not easy. The air conditioner was not in use, so we had to have windows open. A bulldozer was working near the building making a loud noise and sending in clouds of dust. It broke a water main so we had no running water. A student who lived across the street supplied us with cold water and/or iced tea.

A new student, Esteban Saucedo, was not expected. Gundred [Embree, the registrar] asked if he might stay with me temporarily. When the dormitory opened the Dean said he had to move there, but Steve said he didn't see why he couldn't continue eating with me. He came for dinner most evenings for three years. We spent two Christmas vacations at his home in Mexico City. We are Godparents to his son, and he and Yolanda are Godparents to our younger daughter. We had a good visit when we went to the wedding of their younger daughter in 1997. How fortunate it was that Gundred asked if he could stay with me.

One or both years we were in the temporary library Cay Watts, wife of student Bill Watts, worked at the circulation desk. She came to work one morning tired and excited with a story to tell. They had a dachshund named Bp. Magoo. During the night while he was sleeping between Bill and Cay he was sick. Perhaps the heat of the electric blanket caused it. Cay had trouble changing the bedding with Bill still asleep. After she went back to bed she realized she had to shampoo her hair. With repeated tellings during the day other details were added. That afternoon, when she had a new audience, Prof. Franklin Young came in. He probably knew little about the Watts family, and surely not about their pets. To. avoid going back to the beginning of the story Cay said, "Oh, Dr. Young, I was telling my friends about last night when Bp. Magoo was in bed between Bill and me." I would gladly have paid $25 for a photograph of Dr. Young's face.

Fr. Watts died from a brain tumor a few years after ordination. We worried about Cay for she had seemed so dependent on Bill. Before they married she had taken some courses at a "finishing" school. Her parents had sent her there, but as she said "It didn't take." Her son David was a student at the University of Texas, and she joined him there. Had she been willing to take one more course she would have been awarded Phi Beta Kappa. She went on to earn a degree is social work and obtained a good position. She remarried after a few years.

One summer in the temporary quarters the eldest son and only daughter of Bp. John and Helen Hines worked for us. We appreciated their competent help and pleasant dispositions.

I visited the home of Judge and Mrs. Charles L. Black to look at the room that was to be moved to the Seminary library. Mrs. Black wanted the space to be used as a play area for their grandchildren.

At first we planned to have the Black room on the second floor, but our consultant wisely said it would then just be a museum and we should put it on the main floor and find uses for it.

The wrought iron chandeliers in the room hung too low in our building. The craftsman [Wegel] who made them was still active, so he shortened the stems. It was not possible to have the French doors (or windows?) that had-opened into the yard, so we filled in the space with plywood and installed a hi-fi set there. We put the door that had opened to the front hall next to the counter where we had the refrigerator and hot plates so it was easy to use the room for receptions. We had permission to remove a certain percentage of books that did not have significant value and that cleared one (or two?) bookcases for rare books we added.

After the Black room was installed in the library, Mrs. Black asked to have a reception for friends and family. She said that of course it would have to be in the morning.

In the early summer of 1956, I drove to New England to visit my family. Before I left I wrote to Dr. Manross [is that name correct?], librarian of the Church Historical Society [which would later become the Archives of the Episcopal Church], offering to come to Philadelphia to see the collection and visit with him. I received no reply, so did not go. Sometime during the summer the library was boxed and shipped to Austin. The building was far from ready to receive the boxes, so they stayed in the heat on the railroad siding or were moved to a warehouse. When we could receive them, I stayed on the second floor while the movers brought up the boxes. Each box had a letter that meant nothing to me. I would open a box with a certain letter, decide what category of material it contained, guess how much of that type of material there might be, and direct the movers to put boxes with that letter in a certain place on the floor. But later I would open a box with that letter and it would be different material. A few weeks after the move Dr. Manross sent us the shipping list.

I had the title of librarian of the Society, but don't think I spent much time working there. Larry and Ann Brown did work with the materials, and we hired a student wife, Mrs. John (Martha) Gray. Probably I helped prepare the order for furniture and shelving.

When I could spare the time, I took courses at the University of Texas Graduate School of Library Science, finally receiving my MLS degree in August 1960. My thesis topic was A Survey of Research Sources for the Study of Protestant Episcopal Churches in Texas.

I lived in an apartment in a duplex on Tom Green Street, and a student family lived in the other apartment. One summer Jim Copeland frequently came to the library to study, and his dog Sebastian often came with him, or followed him later. His favorite spot was my office, and I was glad for his company. (A few years later Sebastian came to live with my family and me.) At another time Mike Keppler's dog often came to the library. The dog had some skin problem that required medication, and we weren't pleased to have him there. John Kinney had a dog named Agnes who had lost a leg. We liked her, so said we would only allow three-legged dogs in the library.

The American Theological Library Association [ATLA] used to have, perhaps still does, a post-conference tour after the annual conference. In June 1957 the conference was held at the Southwestern Baptist Theological Seminary in Fort Worth. The advance publicity said there would be a. post-conference tour with stops for tea at Perkins School of Theology in Dallas Friday afternoon with a stay at the school that night. Saturday morning the bus would leave for Waco for a visit to the Browning Library at Baylor University, and then go on to Austin. Norman Dow, librarian at the Austin Presbyterian Theological Seminary, had arranged for the visitors to eat at a Mexican restaurant and spend the night in the Seminary dormitory. Sunday breakfast would be in our new library.

Dr. Elliott was the librarian at Southwestern. His associate did his best to take care of arrangements at the Seminary, but he did not find any information about the tour. When Mr. Dow and I arrived we could only say to those planning to take the tour that all was in order and we would soon make an announcement. Decherd Turner, librarian at Perkins, had not noted the advance notice of the tour and was not pleased to learn that he was hosting the visitors Friday afternoon and night. Summer school was in session, so he could not house the guests on campus. Probably the librarian at the Browning Library had not been notified of the visit there, but he was able to accommodate us. I didn't go to Dallas, but think they did arrange for a bus from Fort Worth to Dallas. No bus was available for the trip to Waco and Austin, so tourists with cars took passengers who had not driven to Fort Worth. I remember hearing that a suitcase blew off the top of one car. Fortunately Mr. Dow and I had made plans, so the visit to Austin went well. Our building consultant and my mentor, Raymond P. Morris of Yale Divinity School, [who developed the “Morris List” of essential titles needed for a seminary library] came to our library Saturday evening for a private visit. I remember his saying that he knew from the plans that the library would work, but he didn't realize it would be so beautiful.

Sunday breakfast was a happy occasion. The library staff had prepared delicious food, and the visitors were favorably impressed by the library and hospitality. The only negative comment I heard was that the children of one of the delegates were taking all the strawberries out of the fruit bowl.

An item of interest to the Seminary community in 1959 was the news that Lucie Böttcher and I had become engaged. She was spending the school year with Dietrich and Rosemarie Ritschl and their three young sons. Dr. Ritschl taught at the Presbyterian Seminary. We wanted Dr. Ritschl to perform the wedding ceremony and it was celebrated at a village church near the Ritschl's summer home in Reigoldswil, Switzerland. Dean Blandy said I might have the summer off so we could travel for a few weeks after the wedding.

Yes, we did do some serious work at the library while I was there. We had generous financial support, and the Dean encouraged the development of a strong collection.

You surely have had contact with faculty and staff members who were at the Seminary in the mid 60s and know they were difficult times. The year before I went on sabbatical I was aware that there were problems. When I was at Oxford University in 1965-66, I had almost no news from the Seminary, and was shocked when I returned in the fall of 66 to learn what had happened and the problems we faced. [The “Death of God” controversy hit the seminary hard. Many faculty as well as students left, and the seminary went through a difficult time financially. This period ended soon after the arrival of Dean Gordon Charleton 1973-1983, who was credited heavily with turning the seminary around financially.]

The news I have had from the Seminary in recent years tells me the school has become much stronger and is serving the Church effectively. I am glad to know that, and I hope it continues to grow in service.

Several major changes occurred in the library while Harold Booher was librarian. We receive Christmas letters from him and Pat and we know from Seminary publications that the Booher library is full to capacity and that some major changes will be necessary. Will the Church Historical Society Library [the national archives] remain at the Seminary? Will there be a new building?

I'll be interested in reading your history of the Booher Library when you [Rob] have finished it.

Sincerely yours,

Frederick Chenery

 

 

 


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