Monday, July 29, 2019

The Raid on Columbus

 

 
PicturePancho Villa
Many people consider 9/11/2001 the day that America lost its feeling of security. But al-Qaeda’s suicide attacks of the four hijacked that crashed into the World Trade Center in New York City, the Pentagon just outside Washington, D.C., and a field in Pennsylvania was not the first time enemies had attacked on American soil. The United States suffered invasions during the War of 1812, the Mexican American War, and in 1916, when Pancho Villa raided the New Mexican town of Columbus.

PictureFrancisco I. Madero
 In 1910, Mexico became embroiled in a revolution that was intent on radically transforming its culture and government. It began when the 31-year-long regime of Porfirio Díaz rigged an election against a challenging wealthy landowner named Francisco I. Madero. This led to an armed rebellion that put Madero into power. Madero’s presidency couldn’t unite the people. Conservatives saw him as weak and liberal. Former revolutionary fighters and the dispossessed saw him as too conservative. Madero resigned in February 1913, and was later assassinated. 

PictureVenustiano Carranza
Backed by business interests and other supporters of the old order, General Victoriano Huerta’s counter-revolutionary regime came to power. In July 1914 a coalition of regional revolutionary forced him out and one of their leaders, Venustiano Carranza, took control with the support of American President Woodrow Wilson.  

Not all of the revolutionaries supported Carranza. One of the leaders in opposition was Pancho Villa, the commander of the northern division of the army centered in Chihuahua. Villa had received a lot of support from Americans in the past and was shocked when this support dried up. Lacking military supplies, money, and munitions, Villa’s army degenerated into a disorganized mob that wandered around northern Mexico, foraging, raping, and looting as they went.  On March 9, 1916, his troops crossed the border ant attacked the tiny town of Columbus, New Mexico.

At the time of the attack, New Mexico had only been a state for four years, but that doesn't mean it was a "new" place. Native Americans had lived in it for thousands of years. In 1598 Spain colonized it, but lost it when Mexico gained its independence in 1824. In 1848, at the conclusion of the Mexican-American War, the United States annexed New Mexico as a territory. It was finally admitted to the Union as the 47th state on January 6, 1912. It continues to be the state with the highest percentage of Hispanic and Latino Americans, and still has close ties with Mexico.

Historians still argue about why Villa crossed the border. One theory is that he wanted to punish the United States for withdrawing its support for his cause. Another is that merchants in Columbus had cheated him in an arms deal. Finally, Villa might have been desperate for the arms and horses he though he could get from the raid.
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The day before the attack, a ranch foreman named Juan Favela rode to Camp Columbus, a small post established to patrol the border. Favela warned Colonel Herbert Jermain Slocum, the commander of the 13th Cavalry, that Villa and his forces were in Palomas, a bordertown only three miles south of Columbus.  Slocum reinforced the troops at the Border Gate and stepped up patrols along the 65-mile border, but he wasn’t overly concerned. Although not all men were in garrison, the 13th Cavalry Regiment had a headquarters troop, a machine gun troop, and four of the seven rifle troops deployed to patrol the border: 12 officers and 341 men in all. Villa, he was sure, wouldn’t dare attack a force that large. Captured Villistas later revealed that the spies Villa sent into Columbus returned with reports that only thirty or so soldiers were garrisoned at the Camp, however, and this misinformation may have convinced Villa of Columbus’ vulnerability.

PictureColumbus burning during the raid
Villa crossed the border about midnight. He took up a position on Cootes Hill overlooking Columbus, and at 4:15 am on the morning of March 9 launched a two-pronged attack on the town from the west and southeast. Most of his 380 man army left their horses with Villa and moved in on foot.

​Columbus was a small town, with only a few adobe houses, a couple of hotels, a grocery store, a drug store, a few mercantile businesses and a railway station lining its sandy streets. People in both the town and garrison awoke in the dark to shouts of "Viva Villa!” and “Viva Mexico!"  Villa’s army looted the stores and set them on fire. If their proprietors got in the way, they were shot. J.J. Moore, who owned a mercantile shop, was. So was C.C. Miller, the town’s druggist. The fire spread to the Commercial Hotel, where the Villistas robbed people as they fled the burning buildings. Four civilians were killed there, six elsewhere. 

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But Columbus didn’t go down without a fight. Many of the townspeople defended themselves with rifles and shotguns. 2nd Lt. John Lucas heard the noise and, so hastily that he never got into his boots, made his way from his private quarters to the camp's guard tent, where he broke into the lockers that kept his troop's machine guns secure. Lucas set up four emplacements of men, each with a Hotchkiss M1909 Benét-Mercié machine gun.  He was soon joined by 30 troopers armed with Springfield rifles.

At first the night was so dark that the soldiers couldn’t see their enemies. The only way to locate Villistas were the muzzle flashes as they fired. As the Commercial’s blaze grew, it backlit the Villistas, making them easy targets. Close to 20,000 rounds were fired from the machine guns during the 90-minute fight.

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As the sky lightened, Villa's bugler called a retreat. Villa left behind his dead and wounded and slipped back into Mexico.  The dead Villistas and their horses were dragged to a pit, doused with kerosene and set on fire. The lives ones were jailed. All but one were later hanged. Columbus went through a period of intense mourning. The tiny town that no one had heard of was suddenly on the front page of every paper in America. Its notoriety didn’t last long, however. America’s entrance into World War I made a Mexican’s raid on a small border town in a little known state pale into obscurity. Americans wouldn’t feel that vulnerable again until Pearl Harbor.

Jennifer Bohnhoff teaches school in rural central New Mexico. She has written a number of historical fiction novels and is currently at work on one set in Southern New Mexico during the time of the Villa raid.

Monday, July 15, 2019

Speaking the Lingua Franca

 


 
PictureThe author coming out of a French tunnel near Hill 64.
I recently returned from a tour of World War I battlefields. It was a wonderful, exhilarating ten days, and I will be sharing a lot of what I learned here over the next few months. Yes, all this information will end up in at least one historical novel. 

My husband booked this trip in January, as a gift for my 60th birthday. I don't know a whole lot of women who would swoon over a trip to see WWI battlefields as opposed to a romantic getaway to, say, Hawaii or Paris, but I am one of them. I love to learn, and the tour my husband chose was led by experts and historians whom I could pepper with questions to my heart's desire.

PictureA WWI soldier's kit
Wanting to take full advantage of the trip, I began checking out Learn to Speak French CDs from the library. I downloaded others from Audible. I dutifully listened to them, babbling along, on my drive between school and home, and nearly every other time I was in the car. Sometimes my granddaughter would be with me and she would happily babble along, too. After six months, I still felt a little shaky on my conversation skills. I'd learned to discuss food, shopping, and the weather, but didn't have the vocabulary to discuss World War I battle strategies. But I was anxious to try out my new found skills. I thought I could order a bottle of beer or a glass of wine with the best of them.

Turns out, my reading skills were pretty good. What little French I'd learned, combined with an ability to use cognates, words that are similar in both languages  because French and English both originate in Latin, helped me read most signs in French. I ended up reading and translating many signs on monuments and in museums for fellow travelers. One, who didn't believe my interpretation, typed an entire plaque into google translate, then announced that I'd gotten it right.

My listening skills were pretty good, too. I was able to follow directions and get us places, and I could follow along with the audio in museum displays, getting about half of what was said and guessing another quarter.

But my ability to speak with the French? Every time I tried, whether to ask a question, order that glass of wine, or purchase something, I got the same response: 

"What?"

PictureI ordered a café au lait, and I got a café au lait! Huzzah!
Turns out, while my brain may be able to come up with the words, my tongue wasn't able to form them properly. One shopkeeper asked me, in French, if I was English. I told him no, I was American. He replied that was strange, because I spoke French with a very heavy English accent. I don't know if the CDs I was using to learn to speak were created for an English audience or if what appeared to be an accent was just my tongue muddying what I said.

Some people bore with me, patiently asking questions and letting me work through my tortured French until we'd reached an understanding. Others swiftly switched to English. All, however, we kind with me. The French are by nature a very polite people, and I appreciated their forbearance as I mangled their lingua Franca.

I hope to be able to do it again soon. In the meantime, I will continue to try to improve my wayward tongue's ability to speak French.

Monday, July 8, 2019

My favorite mugs, part 2

 

 
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Do you have a mug that makes you feel happy every time you fill it? I have several. This one was given to me by good friend and fellow author Patrice Locke, 

Patrice's writing makes me happy. She's got three novels out, and all three are lighthearted, clever romances that make you laugh out loud.

But her faith in me and my own writing isn't anything to laugh about. Patrice is the kind of friend who will give me a completely honest appraisal of a chapter I've written, but deliver it with so much kindness that it doesn't hurt, even when it isn't what I was hoping to hear. Her suggestions are spot-on, and her belief in me buoys me up when I'm feeling down.

Do I like it when people ask me about my books? You bet! If you want to know more about them, click here

Monday, July 1, 2019

Red, White and Blueberry Muffins!

 


 
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Declare your independence from grocery store baked goods! Show your patriotism and your good taste by starting the day with a basket of these delicious muffins. Especially appropriate for Independence Day, Flag Day, Memorial Day and all those national holidays, these are easy enough to whip up even if the government hasn’t seen fit to give you the day off.

This recipe begins with my basic manic muffin mix, which you mix up and store in your cupboard. The mix makes it easy to create a variety of muffins quickly. Don't have any sitting around? You can find the recipe for the mix here

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I make blueberry muffins all the time. Strawberry muffins, however, can be a little trickier, because strawberries can have more water content in them. That water can "bleed" out when the muffins are cooking, making soggy pockets that contained cooked bits of strawberry. Not good. My solution: use freeze dried berries instead of fresh ones. Trader Joe's has yummy ones. If you don't use them all in muffins, they are great sprinkled over cereal or eaten by the handful as snacks. 

PictureDon't eat the desiccant!
I measured out a little more of the strawberries than the blueberries because each slice was bigger. It doesn't take many dried strawberry slices to fill up a third of a cup measure! Make sure you take out the desiccant packet before you dump the berries into your water/oil/egg/extract mixture! 

Leaving the berries in the wet ingredients for a few moments gives them a chance to soak up a little moisture without becoming too soggy.

When your muffin tins are ready, dump the muffin mix right on top and mix for a few minutes with a spatula. Try to incorporate all the dry mix, but don't worry too much about a few lumps. Fill your tins 3/4 of the way full, stick them in the oven, and it 20 minutes your mouth will be celebrating!
 
dumping in the dry manic muffin mix.
 

Strawberry Blueberry Muffins

Preheat oven to 350.
Mix together in a large bowl.
1/3 cup freeze dried strawberries
1/4 cup freeze dried blueberries
2 eggs
1 1/2 tsp vanilla
1 cup water
1/2 cup oil

Let these wet ingredients sit while you put muffin papers in 12 standard-sized muffin cups, or grease the cups with spray oil.
Add 2 1/2 cup manic muffin mix to wet ingredients and stir with a spatula to mix. The batter should be slightly lumpy.

​Fill muffin cups 3/4 full. Bake for 18-20 minutes until the tops of the muffins are golden. 

These muffins freeze well. If your family is small, I recommend putting single muffins in sandwich bags, then putting them all in a ziplock freezer bag so you can pull them out one at a time. Frozen muffins are ready to serve after being reheated in the microwave on high for 30 seconds.

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