start out with a tale from Texas of course. Also, I want to give my grandfather,
Frank Klaber, first mention due to his fishing prowess.
Klaber owned a hamburger stand on the water front in Corpus Cristi, Texas. That
was one of the only businesses Frank ever owned outright. He was well known, from
Tampa, Florida to Los Angeles, for his ability to take over management of a corner
market of gas station and get it organized and making a profit for the owner.
His integrity also went before him.
his tour of duty in the US Air Force at Fort Kelly Field near San Antonio, Frank
ran the base PX. He set up an arrangement in which Air Force men could join a
PX plan in which dividends were paid back to the members at the end of the year.
This was the only time, in US Military history, when a Military PX had a plan
to pay back anything to the users of the PX. PXs today are privately run, and
they are run by rip off artists as to prices, and they sell watered down beer
that makes the troops sick as dogs.
and Loi were nomads in the day when there were no RVs. They pulled a "house
trailer" behind their car, and they moved frequently along the route from
Florida to California. My Mom said she went to 13 schools as she was growing up.
My grandpa designed a leveling device to level the trailer and the car. This was
before they had officially been invented, and it worked well. He was partial to
Chryslers to pull his trailer.
Frank pulled into a trailer park in some town along the highway, he would set
up and then go downtown and check in on gas stations and small markets. He would
always come home hired because he was highly sought after by any merchant needing
an honest manager. My Mom reported that, during the Great Depression, she did
not know how other people suffered because my grandfather Frank could always find
someone to hire him.
great grandfather, Henry Klaber, was Assistant Chief of Police in Okmulgee, Oklahoma.
The following story is posted on a historic page online. To give credit where
it is due, brothers Ralph and Felix Chapman were both Black Americans, and I want
to make sure they are remembered for trying to save my great grandfather's life.
My Grandfather was a boy and was with his father when the arrest was attempted.
He had the horrible experience of seeing his Daddy get killed by the Black criminal.
I always wondered why my granddad did not have any vengeful feelings about Black
people, having seen his Daddy killed that way. Only after reading this account
did I understand that my granddaddy also saw two Black Americans die trying to
save his Daddy. The story follows:
Sunday, November 15, 1908, Jimmy Grayson had filed a complaint against a black
gunsmith named Newt Decker over an argument about a dayís catch of fish. Chief
Klaber and Grayson went to Deckerís house at Second and Creek Street. As the men
approached the house, Decker, an expert shot, ran out shooting with guns in both
hands. The Chief was shot in the throat and died soon after.
brothers, Ralph and Felix Chapman, ran to Chief Klaberís aid, firing at Decker
with the fallen officerís gun. Decker shot and killed both brothers then ran back
in his house. Other officers responded and the gunfight lasted over an hour with
over 500 shots being fired. Okmulgee County Deputy Sheriff Edgar Robinson was
also killed with two other officers wounded as well as three bystanders.
officers finally set the house next to Deckerís on fire. The fire spread to Deckerís
house. As Decker came to the door he was shot and fell back inside the house to
burn to death. Chief Klaber, 39, was survived by his wife and four children.
Law Enforcement Memorial
savvy ran in the family too. Frank's brother Carl bought a swamp in Florida for
a quarter an acre, hired a Caterpillar tractor to push out drain channels, and
over three years the swamp dried up. He planted oranges and got filthy rich. His
only problem was that he paid his help with cash and kept no books. The IRS took
umbrage to his business model and fined him a bundle. But, Carl came out ahead
I suspect because the IRS believed him and showed mercy when he claimed he was
too dumb to keep books. That might or might not have been true, but he sure knew
how to drive a red and white Cadillac convertible and shell out the cash for toys
he wanted. Franks other brother, Ed, was President of the Federal Reserve Bank
one period of weeks in Corpus Cristi, the porpoises in the bay left for some reason.
Porpoises are the deadly enemy of sharks. Porpoises hate sharks, and they swim
at their top speed and then come up under a shark and slam into its belly with
their hard heads. MORE
ON THIS HERE This will soon kill a shark, and the sharks clear out of any
area where the porpoises are present. With the porpoises gone, a huge shark came
into the bay and began to terrorize swimmers on the beaches. It was actually so
bad that the tourist trade was being affected.
Frank went looking for a winch. He found a large enough one, and he next came
up with a huge hook. The hook could not have been a meat hook from a meat locker.
I saw crewmen on a freighter we traveled on off the coast of Africa try that,
and the shark absolutely straightened the meat hook and slipped off.
went down to the pier, and he bolted the winch to the dock in some way. He baited
the hook with meat and tossed it over into the water. The shark soon came along
and took the bait, and he was hooked soundly. There was no need to "play"
the shark because Frank used steel cable. He simply cranked the shark in and up
out of the water. He had no idea how to lift the shark onto the pier to kill it,
so he notified the local businessmen that he had caught the shark..... it was
their problem to land it and kill it. They soon got something onto the pier and
landed the shark, and several days later the porpoises came back. No more sharks.
learned something from granddad's story. If you want to be appreciated by people
and prosper, get creative, and find ways to solve public problems for people.
They will never forget you.
was no question about whether or not it was legal to fish for the shark. Frank
was part Cherokee and had fishing rights anywhere. If you have a problem with
sharks, I have just enough Cherokee blood in me to be considered a Native American,
so let me know, and I will see if I can catch your shark for you. The rule is
that I can only fish out 50% of the sharks in one area, so the other 50% are your