Cenobio Hernández
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Cenobio Hernández was born in San Luis Potosi, Mexico in 1863, where he learned and developed his talents as a classical musician and arranger, playing cello, bass, and bajo sexto. His father was a musician and instructor. He played the small harp and loved to play folk music, while his brother, Aniceto, who also became an accomplished musician, played the clarinet. The two brothers were serious musicians who were very popular in and around San Luis Potosí. They were also well liked in San Pedro De Las Colonias and other areas of that region, where they played weddings and all other social events.

Herlinda Castillo, our grandmother, was from San Pedro De Las Colonias and she came from a very musical family as well. Her father, Jose Maria Castillo, played the upright bass, her older brother, Isaias, played trombone, and her younger brother, Juan Francisco, played the violin. And, although Herlinda had a beautiful operatic voice, she was not a professional musician.

Jose Maria was a "compañero de músicos"; that is, he loved music and musicians and befriended all the good musicians that came into town. He liked the Hernández family very much - so much so that the marriage of Cenobio and Herlinda was an arranged affair. Although she was sixteen and he was thirty-three, arrangements such as this were not unheard of during these times. So, Herlinda and Cenobio were married and had nine children during their life together.

Don Everardo Hernández Charles was a musician who played French horn in the symphony and for the silent movies in San Antonio. Sometime between 1915 and 1917, he crossed into Mexico to visit some friends. It was at this time that he heard of the Hernández family and was eventually introduced to them. He immediately became a big fan of theirs. He loved their music and respected their talent so much that he was constantly encouraging them to go to the U.S. to live and perform. Cenobio and Aniceto were reluctant at first, but when Don Everardo assured them that he had the contacts and that he was certain that they would do more than well, they reconsidered. The Mexican Revolution was also a major factor. (There is a story that was passed on about a lieutenant of Pancho Villa's army who had come to the Hernández house and asked Herlinda if he could walk through her house to the back so that he could shoot a sniper that was shooting at his men. He did so and politely said thank you and left.) So Don Everardo's invitation to the Hernández family was a timely one.

Aniceto went first. He returned for Cenobio, and both families crossed over to the United States sometime between 1919 and 1920. By this time Herlinda had given birth to Dolores, Alfredo, Andres and Cenobio (the second). Ramiro was born on the way, in Piedras Negras (on the border of Mexico and U.S.) . I can only imagine. They were on an adventure to a new world and on the road to a new life.

From 1921 to 1926, Aniceto and Cenobio played and arranged music in the Palace, Realto, and Majestic Theaters for the silent movies. They also played in the symphony, and for other orchestral events, at the Municipal Auditorium. In 1927, they played and arranged for the silent movies at the Liberty Theater, in Beaumont, TX.

They had become what my aunt called, "Big Time Musicians"; for they were prosperous and lived well during these times, playing mostly prestigious type jobs.

The job at the Liberty Theater in Beaumont, was the last place Aniceto and Cenobio played together. Aniceto longed to live by the ocean, so he moved toward the coast and eventually settled in Bay City, TX, while Cenobio returned to San Antonio.

Though work was prosperous, the twenties were not entirely a gay time for the family, as two of the children passed away leaving the family extremely broken-hearted. Alfredo, an aspiring musician who played violin and trombone, died in 1924 of meningitis. His older sister, Dolores, died of double pneumonia shortly after.

In 1929, there were two things that would occur that would change the lives of the Hernández family. The first was the Stock Market Crash of 1929. The second was the arrival of the "Talkies". The talking pictures came with their own pre-recorded soundtracks, which put musicians who worked in the theaters for the silent movies out of business.

With the arrival of the Great Depression, the Hernández family, like so many others, hit on hard times. With no work in the theaters, Cenobio had to find another way of taking care of his family, and by this time, the family had grown bigger by four children. Despite the loss of two of the children, there were still three girls and four boys to feed. So, out of necessity, Cenobio and Herlinda decided to go to the fields. They became migrant workers, picking everything that needed to be picked. They picked beets, apples, cotton and strawberries. They went wherever there was work. At times, Aniceto and his family would join them on the road. They worked mostly in Texas, around Bryan, San Angelo, the Houston area, and as far away as Michigan. They also took jobs serenading along the way. They were well received wherever they went because of the music they brought along with them. In fact, a Mr. Erlich, from Rosenburg, TX, was so impressed that he wanted them to stay to work and live there with him and his family. There is another story of a nice elderly couple who wanted to adopt Ramiro, because he was such a cute kid and very talented on the violin. Herlinda laughed and told her friends, "es loca esta señora o que?" (Is she crazy or what?) Everybody loved the family.

It took another death to bring the family back to San Antonio to stay. Maria Elena, their youngest daughter, died in Bryan, which caused Herlinda to say, "enough is enough". They buried her there, and returned home to San Antonio to settle down.

For whatever reason, whether it was the toll of the role as migrant worker, or the racial discrimination that was prevalent at that time, or the arrival of younger musicians, Cenobio never returned to the success he had had before the "Crash" and the "Talkies". Times were hard and everybody did what they could to help out.

Cenobio worked for a man who owned a furniture store and published sheet music in San Antonio. He would write out the musical scores of the popular songs that were recorded on record, and the furniture store owner would then send the sheet music off to customers who requested them. Don Cenobio would sit at his desk, with pencil in hand, and transcribe the music off a record, as his daughter, Chabela would play the record, in a stop and start fashion, until he would get all the music down on paper. Then he would copy the music, in pen, for a finished version. He would also work copying music transcripts, arrangements, and serenades. His calligraphy was perfect, and because of this, the owner did well in his sheet music department. Business was not one of Don Cenobio's better traits. Thus, he was paid minimal for his talent and hard work.

While Don Cenobio worked as a copyist and music instructor, the children went to school and picked up whatever jobs they could to help out. Doña Herlinda, who was fifteen years younger, was a strong woman. Despite the fact that she couldn't read or write, she would manage the money and keep the household together. She was a great organizer and took good care of her husband as he grew older.

Andres, the eldest, did not go into music. He did his part in helping and contributing to the family all along, especially when he was young, picking up odd jobs or whatever he could to help out. He eventually got married and started a family. He had an interest in building things and working with machines, which came in handy when he joined the army and served in WW II.

As mentioned earlier, Alfredo, who was the first musician in the family, died of meningitis. His older sister, Dolores, died of double pneumonia, shortly after. This happened in the mid twenties.

Cenobio (the second), learned the French horn in high school and soon after picked up the bass. He excelled as an artist, and he had a passion for books, which led him to work as a clerk in a bookstore. He got married, started a family, and also enlisted in the army and was off to the war in Europe. Upon his return, he played in dance bands, mostly as a sideline. He did the art work for the covers (title pages) of his father's music.

Although Chabela studied piano, she mainly helped her mother take care of the household, which was a chore in itself. She also assisted her father when he was writing and arranging music.

Maria Elena, their youngest, died in Bryan, TX. while they were working the migrant jobs on the road. Margarita, the second youngest, studied piano and was very talented. In 1938, she died at the age of twelve of double pneumonia. The deaths of Maria Elena and then Margarita dealt yet another blow to the Hernández family, but their spirit helped them to continue on.

Ramiro and Rodolfo (Rudy) were the serious musicians in the family. Ramiro played violin and all the reed instruments. He was trained in classical and jazz music. Ramiro was said to have been the most accomplished because he could play whatever was put in front of him, and he was blessed with the gift of improvisation. He played at the Alameda Theater for the traveling vaudeville shows that would bring in major "stars" from Mexico. He would play classical music at the prestigious St. Anthony Hotel and then turn around and play taxi dances down the street. On occasion, he would fill in with Emilio Caseres and his band, which would prompt people to call him "Emilianito" because his style was much like the greater known band leader. Ramiro would play music every waking hour of the day, and was not in the best of health. He was married, and had been working in Florida for about a year, when he became seriously ill. Upon returning to San Antonio, he contracted tuberculosis and died at the age of twenty-seven on June 2, 1943.

Rudy played the trombone, cello, and bass. In his early years, he played in one of the symphony orchestras in San Antonio. During the war, he played in the army band overseas. After the war, like his brothers Andy and Cenobio, he held a civil service job and raised a family. Aside from that he worked all facets of musical employment: shows, big band, cocktail and classical music, whatever the union would get him. One thing people will always remember about him was the way he played the cello. He had a sensitivity with which he played the music and the instrument. He died in 1970, at the age of forty-seven.

Don Cenobio composed the majority of his music during the last ten years of his life. Although he composed mostly in San Antonio, there are several pieces dated and written in Bay City, TX. Since his brother had settled there, he would travel there often to visit. He was so fascinated with the little town and so very fond of his brother's family, that he wrote songs for almost everybody he met: the nephews, their wives, their children, their friends. He even wrote a song for the restaurant they operated and owned called "El Zarape."

Based upon the dates on the sheet music, he wrote steadily from 1942 to 1948. During this time he composed forty-two waltzes, thirty-two polkas, three on-step pieces, one schottische, one march, one danzon, two danzas, and two concertos for cello and piano, with one of these arranged and orchestrated for symphony. The original ideas were written on paper bags and such. Using a pencil, he would draw the lines for treble and bass clefs on paper bags or blank pieces of paper, and then proceed to scribble out the melody and accompaniment. Then, he would copy the songs perfectly onto manuscript paper in pen. His daughter, Chabelita, recalls him going through this process countless times, by candlelight, in the early mornings. The oldest piece found was written in Mexico, and is dated 1896. Maestro Hernández died in his home in San Antonio in 1950, at the age of 87.

And there you have it. The essential story of Don Cenobio Hernández, "truly one of San Antonio's great unsung composers." His music is a reminiscence of his years with the silent movies. The pieces are reflections of the drama that unfolded in his life, and they tell stories all their own. So close your eyes and listen to the heart and soul of this humble musician, composer and teacher, and watch the movies that unfold in the theater of your imagination.

 


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