HERB RINGER’S PRICELESS ‘ARTIFACTS’ Vol, 1 W/ Jim Stiles (ZX#62)

Herb Ringer was more than a photographer—he was a curator of the American West

Herb Ringer

In the spring of 1986, my life, as it always seems to be, was in turmoil. A dear friend had recently died suddenly, and I was really struggling with the loss. It was the second close young friend to die on me in just a few short years.

I wrote to a few friends, including Herb Ringer, who lived in Fallon Nevada. Most didn’t know what to say or do. Many stayed away. Though it was winter and bitter cold, when Herb received my letter, he immediately prepared to come visit. He knew he would not be back to Fallon for months, so it took Herb several days to prepare for the trip. But sure enough, in February, through brutal cold temperatures and dangerous blizzards, Herb Ringer arrived at my doorstep. He threw his arms around me and broke into tears. We both stood there on the door stoop, sobbing. Finally we came inside out of the cold. We talked for hours and hours. Mostly I talked and he listened. Each of us desperately trying to understand how this could have happened. Neither of had answers. We knew deep down that to the day of our deaths, no answer would ever be found.

He stayed several days–he had known her too, and they had both connected immediately —but now he was there…here for me. He stayed a week. Finally I urged him to move on. I knew he really couldn’t help me. Only time and my own inner strength could do that. I doubted that I had either.

But as he was preparing to go, he quietly handed me a paper bag. “Here,” he said. “This may not mean anything to you now…but maybe someday it will…I know we are kindred spirits. Someday this will mean as much to you, as it does to me.” I nodded and absently took the paper bag. I didn’t even bother to look inside. I placed the bag in the bottom drawer of my dresser and completely forgot about it.

But several months later, I rediscovered the paper bag and opened it up. It contained several hundred Kodachrome transparencies from the camera of herb Ringer. They were images of the American West, in pristine condition; the color was as vivid and sharp as the day Herb took them. Now he had given them to me. I was overwhelmed and Herb was delighted that he’d found someone who loved and appreciated his photographs as much as I did. This was 1986. Over the next eight years, Herb began giving me more of his photos. From the very beginnings of The Zephyr, I started featuring those images, though for the 20 years The Zephyr was in print, I couldn’t afford the cost of color reproductions. All that changed when The Zephyr went online.

But in 1994, Herb faced a major change in his life. He discovered he was suffering from macular degeneration, of all things, a deterioration of his eyesight. Herb’s vision was everything to him. Since he started driving we once calculated that he had traveled over 1.5 million miles, exclusively in Ford vehicles. Now all that was about to end.

For all those years, Herb had come to Arches and Moab, twice a year, in the Spring and Fall. Now those days were over. His vision had become so bad that he could not drive. He relinquished his drivers license and resigned himself to a life at home in Fallon. As a consequence, it was my turn to visit Herb. At least twice a year, and often more than that, I made the journey from Moab to Fallon. I would park my truck in front of his Smoker trailer, the same trailer that had been his home since 1954 and stay close to a week.

Herb and me in 1995

And now Herb wanted to start sharing other treasures with me. His extraordinary photographs were just the beginning. He wanted to share the rest of his prized possessions. That’s what this Zephyr Extra Part 1 is about.

In that little 42 foot trailer, Herb maintained a museum of sorts. Knowing we shared a love of Western history, he began to insist that I take them. He knew I would cherish them as much as he did. And so, slowly, a few items at a time, Herb would often disappear into the back of his little home and emerge with one more “gift.” Some of those treasures were gone. Sold or pawned years ago. He actually apologized to me once for selling some of his treasures to make ends meet. But there was so much left.

Herb was not a wealthy man by any means; in fact, in the last few years, he really struggled financially and I was able to work with social services in Fallon to improve his situation. Herb simply didn’t know that such services were available. He became their favorite client and was apparently the only man in Fallon to ever bring the social workers flowers for all their help. And I often insisted on buying some of these items to help out too. I practically had to force him to take the money.

Earlier in his life, however, when he was managing a grocery store in Reno, Herb would save up to buy only the highest quality products to serve his interests. Below are just some of them. Some are vaIuable; some are not. But all of them are priceless. I look at these objects and wish I had the resources to create a “Herb Ringer Museum of the West;” full of giant reproductions of his amazing photos, images of his beautiful journals, the video and audio tapes I still have. and the cherished Herb Ringer possessions I want to show you. Here are some of them…Jim Stiles

THE LEATHER-BOUND ALTIMETER

One of the first items Herb picked from his shelf and handed to me was this leather-bound altimeter. In very tiny letters on the face of it was the name “Thommen” and learned it was Swiss-made. He probably bought this in the late 1940s, he gave it to me almost 30 years ago, and incredibly, the altimeter reading now is correct within fifty feet. Amazing quality.

HERB’S LEATHER-BOUND AMMUNITION CASE made by the GEO. LAWRENCE CO. PORTLAND, OR.

Herb also gave me a couple leather ammunition boxes. I looked closely at the engraving and saw that they were manufactured by the George Lawrence Company in Portland Oregon. I did a little research and learned that for over a century, the Geo. Lawrence Co. was one of the most sought after leather good manufacturers in the American West. The company was founded in 1857 and remained the preferred outlet for everything from ammo boxes like this, to leather holsters and ammunition belts. Early on, the company specialized in saddlery, harness and leather goods. They became so successful that Lawrence incorporated in 1893. One link described the “solidly constructed craftsmanship with a fantastic basket woven tooled holster.” But from what I could find in my research, the business, like so many traditions in the West, began to lose revenue and could not compete with cheaper, albeit poorly made, products from abroad.
The Geo. Lawrence Company ceased to exist several decades ago,
Herb owned a variety of firearms including the classic Winchester Model 94 like the one I believe he’s holding and the one I have in my possession below. There’s probably a good chance the rifle scabbard was made by the Lawrence Company.
Herb Ringer in front of the ruins of the old bank at Rhyolite, Nevada. Note his .45 Colt Revolver and again, the hand tooled gun belt.
A close up of the gun belt and holster. This is one of Herb’s treasures that he sold.
He regretted it to the end of his life
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HERB’S HAND-DESIGNED SILVER DOLLAR MONOGRAMMED CONCHO BELT

Now THIS is truly incredible. You might guess by looking at his photographs that Herb was blessed with an artistic eye. What I didn’t realize until years after we met, that his talents extended far beyond photography. This remarkable silver-dollar concho belt was designed by Herb himself. Note the “HR” seen on both buckles. He would draw intricately detailed schematics of the design he wanted, and then took it to a local silversmith who turned his dream into reality. Below are several views of this belt and below it, from another design, an inlaid silver, turquoise/coral buckle that Herb created. I found the drawing recently that he made for the silversmith, and now as posting day approaches, I cannot find it! (It’s here somewhere in this clutter.). When I do find his detailed drawing, I will add it to the post. Sorry about that…JS

ANOTHER SILVER- TURQUOISE-CORAL BUCKLE DESIGNED BY HERB

This is one of the inlaid silver buckles he designed.
Herb’ personalized bolo tie

THE CANVAS WATER BAGS

Herb pulled these two items out of his shed where he kept much of his camping gear. Few people under 60 would have any idea what the purpose of these canvas bags was, but I can even remember in the late 1960s, they were still a common sight on highways and backroads in the arid Southwest. As you can read, the bags were made of canvas. Travelers attached these water-filled bags to the grills of their cars and trucks. The wind passed through the bags but the weave was tight enough that the water didn’t leak out. Consequently, much like a swamp cooler on a rooftop, these bags cooled the water. The “DESERT BRAND” canvas bag was the most prolific but the one below is a rarity, at least to me. “EAGLE BRAND” and manufactured in St Louis.
Many of the canvas bags had to be soaked first to be effective. Note the claim on the bottom of the bag: “NO SOAKING NECESSARY.”
The cap on the Eagle water bag. Another thirsty cowboy.

THE CAMERAS

The 1941 Kodak Ektra

The 1941 Kodak Ektra…When Herb gave me this camera and the extra lenses, I almost fell out of my chair. This was his main “go to” camera for most of the 35 mm Kodachrome slides he shot in the 1940s and 50s. I found a web site that describes the camera. In part it noted that:

The Ektra was Kodak’s (and America’s) only and last attempt to produce the finest system 35 camera. It was amazingly innovative and feature laden, actually outshining the contemporary Leica and Contax in terms of features.    Introduced in 1941, it found no market when re-introduced in 1948 at the princely sum of $700.  The Ektra’s firsts and features  are very impressive:   
1st RF to have a parallax compensated finder!
1st 35 to offer lens coating on all lenses
1st 35 RF to offer interchangeable backs
1st 35 to offer built in zoom finder (varifocal — needs refocusing for each lens)
1st 35 RF to offer lever advance (back mounted)
1st 35 RF to use a film rewind lever
Lenses from 35 to an amazingly long 153 mm
A long list of optional accessories
Alas, the Ektra did have one small problem.   Ektra shutters are notoriously unreliable.  It probably has the dubious honor of having the most unreliable shutter ever put into a quality 35 mm.   Roughly 95% of all the 2500 or so Ektra shutters stopped working decades ago

For more on the Kodak Ektra, click here.

The stainless steel lens covers actually screwed onto the lens. I’ve never seen anything like it.

And Herb’s beloved Rolleiflex 2 1/4 camera

This is an excerpt from Wikipedia about the reknowned camera:
The Rolleiflex TLR film cameras were known for their exceptional build quality, compact size, modest weight, superior optics, durability, simplicity, reliable mechanics and bright viewfinders. The high-quality 7.5 cm focal length lenses, manufactured by Zeiss and Schneider, allowed for a smaller, lighter, more compact camera than their imitators.The highly regarded Zeiss Planar f2.8 and Schneider Xenotar lenses, both 80mm focal length and fast in comparison, are both state of the art optics. Unique to the Rolleiflex Automat and letter model cameras, the mechanical wind mechanism was robust and clever, making film loading semi-automatic and quick. This mechanism started the exposure counter automatically, auto-spaced the 12 or (on the later model F cameras) 24 exposures, and tensioned the shutter; all with less than one full turn of the film advance crank. This makes the Rolleiflex Automat/Letter model cameras very sought-after for shooting fast-paced action, such as street photography
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Herb purchased hi Rolleiflex in the early 1950s. Almost all of his Colorado ghost town photos and hundreds of images from his trips to Canada were shot with this camera. Today it sits on top of my book case, just a couple feet from me now. A treasure beyond its dollar value.
Herb even managed to find the instruction manuals that came with it. I don’t have room for it here, but recently I came across a series of letters between Herb and the Rolleiflex Company. He was , if I recall, some problems with the focus. He sent a letter, along with the camera. Within days, he received a personal letter from a Rolleiflex manager, apologizing for the problem, and promised to make the necessary repairs and return the camera asap. Sure enough, within a week, the camera, in perfect working condition, was returned to Herb. No charge.
Can you imagine service like that today?

HERB’S TRUSTY PRICE MARKER

As I’ve noted before, Herb spent his entire working career in the grocery business. And as a result , Herb owned his own “Garvey: Price Marker.” He kept it on a shelf in his living room for years, until he turned it over to me. Maybe he saw my future at a 7/11
The Washoe Market on Virginia St in Reno—his first job “out west”
The Interior of the Washoe Market…about 1942.
I recently found this old photo of Herb at his first grocery job, in Ringoes NJ…
about 1933.

THE SEEMINGLY INNOCUOUS THUMB TACK BOX

Herb handed me this one day. “Thumb tacks?” I asked. “Look inside,” he said.
It contained the rattles of a fairly large rattlesnake. Herb’s mother had found herself face-to-face- with it one afternoon and let out a scream. Herb shot the rattler with his pistol and saved the rattles. The pennies inside had a purpose too. Both are dated “1959,” the year of Sadie’s close call.
Camping at Wilson Canyon with his parents, Joseph and Sadie. Note the rifle with sling leaning against the front bumper.

“HOME SWEET HOME”

When the Ringers purchased their “42 foot “Smoker” trailer in 1954, it was the sensation of Reno. According to local news stories—yes, it made the papers—the Ringers’ trailer was the largest west of the Mississippi River. They had a plaque made to place by the door. During his last summer, as he sadly prepared to sell the trailer and move into a retirement home, he unscrewed the sign and gave it to me…along with the “Smoker” insignia below…

The “SMOKER” TRAILER INSIGNIA… HIS HOME FOR 44 YEARS

THE EXTRAORDINARY CONTENTS OF THIS PLASTIC BOTTLE

“What IS it, Herb?”
“Oh,,,It’s from King Tut’s Tomb”

About a year before his death in December 1998, I spent some time with Herb at his home in Fallon, Nevada. He lived in a 42 foot “Smoker” house trailer that he purchased in the early 50s. One night as he regaled me with stories of the Old West, I noticed a small plastic cylinder on his kitchen table. It appeared to be stuffed with tissue, but knowing Herb, I reckoned there must be more to its contents than toilet paper. Herb’s deteriorating eyesight made it difficult for him to see any small object so I described the small plastic container.

Oh yes…You might as well have it. I can’t even see it anymore.”

Well what is it?” I asked.

It’s priceless,” Herb replied.

Okay, Herb,” I said, “but what is it?

Oh…It’s from King Tut’s tomb.

This is the story Herb told me. In the 1920s, Herb’s father Joseph Ringer played the french horn for some of the most celebrated orchestras in the country. One of Joseph’s fellow musicians traveled to Europe in the sum­mer of 1925 to play with an orchestra in Vienna. But during a break, he took a side trip to Cairo. Tutankhamen’s tomb had been discovered the year before and locals had been hired, at pauper wages, to do most of the heavy digging. Subsequently many of the diggers concealed small artifacts in their clothing and sold them on the streets of the city. Herb’s friend purchased the small vessel and returned to the United States at the end of the summer, he gave the artifact to Herb for his 10th birthday.

Is it really from King Tut’s tomb? I’ve never found out. I know it’s at least 100 years old and that it was one of Herb Ringer’s treasures. That’s enough for me…JS

THE MOST PRICELESS GIFT OF ALL

One of the last treasures Herb parted with was this seemingly insignificant wooden spoon. But it meant so much to him that he had quit using it years ago, and put it away in a safe place. “Do you see how worn it is at the end?” he said. “That’s from decades and decades of meals made and served to us Ringers. It was my grandmother’s. It was the only spoon she would use to prepare her meals. Then she handed it down to my mother…and then to me.”
Herb was born in 1913. I believe Sadie was born around 1880. That would probably mean that this spoon, so cherished by his grandmother, mother and Herb, dates back to the time before the American Civil War. No wonder it meant so much to him.

NEXT TIME: When I post Part 2 of Herb’s artifacts, you’ll learn yet another aspect of this amazing man. And his extraordinary appreciation for history….JS

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8 comments for “HERB RINGER’S PRICELESS ‘ARTIFACTS’ Vol, 1 W/ Jim Stiles (ZX#62)

  1. Donna Andress
    May 14, 2023 at 6:05 pm

    What a wonderful friendship you and Herb Ringer had! Pretty special friend to make his way to you in your time of sadness–then you to him when his eyes began to fail! The water bag was exactly like those we carried on vehicles when I was a child in our desert trips! The camera equipment he shared with you is priceless, and the service when he needed repairs is almost unheard of these days! It’s like banks–here in Las Vegas we knew the bankers and any problems with accounts were immediately rectified. Now the owners of banks are in Utah or Arizona or even India!! thank you for keeping Herb’s story alive!

  2. Warren Musselman
    May 15, 2023 at 9:11 am

    I love your articles about Herb and all his photos. I feel blessed I got to see the SW between the late 70’s and early 00’s and mostly before Industrial Tourism became a thing, I only wish I had been blessed to see it when Herb did.

  3. Shannon
    May 15, 2023 at 9:50 am

    Thanks Jim for taking the time to share this with us all. It makes me wonder what our kids will do with the stuff we treasure when we are gone.

    • stiles
      May 15, 2023 at 9:58 am

      I wonder, and worry, about the very same thing.

  4. S. Patton
    May 15, 2023 at 12:06 pm

    This story really touched my heart. These objects are reminders of your deep friendship, of a disappearing (disappeared?) world, of skills and knowledge that are going to be lost unless people like you are able to share them. I find myself the custodian of countless artifacts that I fear will mean nothing to my child, unless I label them and provide “documentation” to illuminate their meaning, and maybe not even then. Mr. Ringer was so very fortunate to have a friend in you. Thank you for sharing these treasures and anecdotes. I love his photographs of a world that now only exists in my — our — memories.

  5. Marjorie Haun
    May 15, 2023 at 12:45 pm

    I think the Herb Ringer Museum of the (Recent) West should be a topic of serious discussion. He chronicled and curated mementos from a time that many of us can still sense because we lived it. It was a time when we felt the West would always be loved for what it was, not for what could it be exploited. It was in many ways, a time of innocence; perhaps of fatal naivete.

  6. Evan Cantor
    May 15, 2023 at 1:20 pm

    awesome images and stuff, gotta love it. Are you yet familiar with The Buzzard’s Belly General Store in Cisco? Would certainly be an appropriately potential future site for the Ringer Museum… Hard to say, though, what the life expectancy of The Buzzard’s Belly might be and, of course, the lack of running water in Cisco might be a problem for the hordes of tourists.

  7. Doc Morgan
    May 20, 2023 at 11:27 pm

    Another great article, Jim. Just goes to show that one man’s treasures are also another man’s treasures. FYI, the water bag shown as Desert Water Bag is pre-1960. Colman bought the company then and added the word Colman. I have two of them, a short one and a long one dating to around 1950.

    Keep up the

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