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The Life and Times of Caleb Agnew (UNDER CONSTRUCTION)
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Foreword The family portrait above, taken in 1901, captured Caleb Agnew during what must have been the happiest and most serene period of his life. Here we find him at the peak of both his professional success, as a photographer, and of his personal success, as a husband, father, and self-made man. He was a big fish in the small, but thriving railroad town of Creston, Iowa and spent the next 16 years building his business and spreading his reputation as an artist all over the south central part of the state. Those were heady days for Creston, and the railroad towns just like it that had been springing up along the lines of the major carriers. Those were heady days for farmers too, and Creston was every bit as much of a farm town as a railroad town. All kinds of folks all over the Midwest suddenly found themselves with leisure time and some money in their pockets. And lots of them decided they'd like to spend it getting a nice family portrait done. (Just like the one above.) Portrait photography back then was still equated with wealth and status in the public mind, much as portrait painting had been for previous generations. So folks were willing to pay good coin to have their portraits done up fancy, by a professional photographer, in a studio. This was the heyday of photography in Creston, as elsewhere, and even the smallest towns, towns of only a few hundred people, might have it's own studio, along with a livery stable, barber shop, saloon, dry goods store, and bank. Creston, a town of 8,000, actually supported ___________ studios between _______ and _______ (Link) and there must've been some intense competition between them. A young man in those days could've done a lot worse for himself than to take up the trade of photography and for my money, Caleb was the best out of all of them. That's no mean accomplishment either because I've seen prints done by the other studios as well. (See Other Studios link.) And they're not half bad. Unfortunately, these high times didn't last --for anybody. In 1918 while the rest of the world was being shaken to its core by the twin calamities of World War I and the Spanish Flu epidemic, Caleb Agnew was being shaken to his core too, by the calamities of divorce and business failure. Just a year before Caleb sold his successful photography business and moved from Creston, Iowa to Los Angeles. From there he seems to have simply faded into history. He spent the remaining 36 years of his life in poverty and obscurity, apparently friendless, probably depressed, possibly addicted to alcohol....Shunned by most of his remaining family, visited only by the occasional welfare worker. I know that he returned to Creston at least once, after his granddaughter Phyllis (my mother) was born because I have a picture from that visit. After my mother grew up and married she and my father visited Caleb once in the late 1940's, at his boarding house in Los Angeles but I'm told it wasn't a very cheering sight for them to find him in that condition. In any case, Caleb died just a few years later and was buried somewhere in Los Angeles at the State's expense. [Sigh] When I think about what happened to Caleb in the years after this photo was taken I almost wish that time could have stood still for him from the moment that family portrait was taken. Early History All the folks who knew Caleb in his lifetime are now gone and as time passes the few scraps of oral history I can gather are becoming increasingly blurry. Fortunately I do have a few documents which give me some useful background on Caleb. One is a "History of Union County, Iowa -- From Historic Times to 1908", written by George A. Ide and published in Chicago in 1908. The book is kind of a "Who's Who" of Creston and its Union County sister towns and was largely put together, I believe, by soliciting material directly from Creston's leading citizens of the era. Judging by the generally glowing tone of the biographies I suspect the people mentioned in the book may have paid for the privelege, but don't have any evidence of that. In any case, below is an excerpt from the page bearing Caleb's biography, which I include in its entirety:
So what we learn from this document is that.............
The other major document I have is a memoir done by Caleb's daughter Mervyn in 1992, a few years before her death. Although Mervyn put the memoir together rather late in her life, when her own memory may have been failing, the recollections of Caleb seem to be fairly solid, and generally gibe with other documents that I've come across. The whole memoir is available from this website under the miscellany section, but I'll include a few excerpts from that here...
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This photo was sent to me by Steve Francis (see the Francis Family Gallery). Caleb and family are out for lark at the Creston Country Club, located on the shore of Creston's Summit Lake. Caleb's wife Daisy is on the left. Seated next to her is John. In the prow are Mervyn and the family's dog, Bubbles. Probable date for this photo would've been around 1909-1910. |
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