Duchess of Palms: A Memoir
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Child of the Great Depression, teenage “Duchess of Palms” beauty queen, wife of an acclaimed novelist and later of a brilliant U.S. congressman, and ultimately a successful single working woman and mother, Nadine Eckhardt has lived a fascinating life. In this unique, funny, and honest memoir, she recounts her journey from being a “fifties girl” who lived through the men in her life to becoming a woman in her own right, working toward her own goals.
Eckhardt’s first marriage to writer Billy Lee Brammer gave her entrée to liberal political and literary circles in Austin and Washington, where she and Brammer both worked for Senator Lyndon B. Johnson. She describes the heady excitement of LBJ’s world—a milieu that Brammer vividly captured in his novel The Gay Place. She next recalls her second marriage to Bob Eckhardt, whom she helped get elected to the U.S. House of Representatives, as well as her growing involvement with the counterculture of social protest, sexual revolution, and drug use. Eckhardt honestly recounts how the changing times changed her perception of herself, recalling that “I didn’t know how to achieve for myself, only for others, and I felt ripped off and empty.” This painful realization opened the door to a new life for Eckhardt. Her memoir concludes with a joyful description of her multifaceted later life as a restaurateur, assistant to Molly Ivins, writer, and center of a wide circle of friends.
“The ‘answer record’ to The Gay Place—by Brammer’s ex-wife.” —Texas Monthly
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Duchess of Palms - Nadine Eckhardt
Duchess of Palms
Duchess of Palms
A MEMOIR
Nadine Eckhardt
Copyright © 2009 by the University of Texas Press
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Printed in the United States of America
First edition, 2009
Requests for permission to reproduce material from this work should be sent to Permissions, University of Texas Press, Box 7819, Austin, TX 78713–7819. www.utexas.edu/utpress/about/bpermission.html
LIBRARY OF CONGRESS CATALOGING-IN-PUBLICATION DATA
ISBN 978-0-292-79369-9 (library e-book); ISBN 9780292793699 (individual e-book)
Eckhardt, Nadine, 1931–
Duchess of Palms : a memoir / Nadine Eckhardt. — 1st ed.
p. cm.
Includes index. ISBN 978-0-292-71912-5 (cloth : alk. paper) 1. Eckhardt, Nadine, 1931– 2. Authors’ spouses—Texas—Biography. 3. Politicians’ spouses—Texas—Biography. 4. Brammer, Billy Lee. 5. Eckhardt, Bob. 6. Texas—Biography. I. Title.
CT275.E2755A3 2009
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DEDICATED TO ALL THE FIFTIES GIRLS
Contents
PREFACE
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
CHAPTER ONE
In the Beginning
Big Nadine, Little Nadine: 1930s and 1940s
My Role Model
A New Life, and New Problems
Big Nadine
Growing up, in Body and Mind
Billy Lee Brammer, 1950
Young Marrieds
Testing the Waters, Pushing the Boundaries
CHAPTER TWO
1955–1961: A Wild Ride in Washington
Meeting The Senator
Wandering Eyes and Hands
The LBJ Charisma
The 1956 Election
A Marriage on the Verge
Deep in the Heart
The Best of Times, the Worst of Times
Sadness Permeated the Marriage
A Novel Finds Success, but a Marriage Crumbles
Bill’s Swinging Sixties
CHAPTER THREE
1961–1966: A New Love and Politics
The Power of Fantasy
Tragedy and the Aftermath
The Run for Congress
CHAPTER FOUR
1967–1969: Life as a Congressional Wife
Congress, Itself
Junkets: The Perk That Almost Makes It Worth It
The Congressional Social Whirl
A Front-Row Seat to a Revolution
A Culture in Turmoil
A More Personal Revolution
CHAPTER FIVE
The Seventies: Changes, Both Public and Private
More Changes and a Growing Distance
Multiple Roles, Many Faces
Reefer Madness
Bill Makes an Appearance
Back Home to Texas, Once Again
The Death of a Marriage
An Experimental Walk Down Memory Lane
Endings Bring Beginnings
CHAPTER SIX
Becoming Myself
The Nineties and the Circle Closes
AFTERWORD
INDEX
Preface
In his introduction to the 1995 University of Texas reprint of Billy Lee Brammer’s The Gay Place, Don Graham said,
There is a secret, as yet unwritten, history of the remarkable women of that era, bright and talented women, who came to maturity before the women’s movement and who often gave up even the idea of a career for the sake of husbands who lived, as the saying goes, in a man’s world.
Don Graham was right about calling the as yet unwritten
history of The Gay Place–era women a secret history.
We fifties girls
were inculcated with many conflicting messages. We thrived on movies of the forties and fifties, in which girls were sweet, virginal, sexy, demure, beautiful, perky, passive creatures that oozed perfection and would undoubtedly be perfect wives, mothers, and helpmates.
We wanted to be just like them. And we tried. Oh how we tried! And yes, we gave up even the idea of a career for the sake of husbands who lived in a man’s world.
I am a fifties girl that fulfilled most of these stipulations. But if we fifties girls failed in one or two or three of these capacities, we covered up our failures through lies and manipulation, because divorce meant social and economic failure. Divorce could result in our becoming single mothers working and raising our children alone. I was also one of those wives who didn’t seriously buy the prevailing social mores.
This is my story about two marriages to two semi-famous Texas men. My first husband was Bill Brammer, the novelist who wrote The Gay Place, a trilogy about a fictitious governor and the social political set around him, based on our experiences during the fifties working for Lyndon Baines Johnson, then the U.S. Senate majority leader. The second was Bob Eckhardt, a talented, intelligent, handsome son of a medical doctor in Austin whose forebears were from the Kleberg-Eckhardt clan and the Wurzbachs of San Antonio—well-known ranching, professional, and political families. He was a lawyer, a legislator in the Texas House of Representatives, and in 1966 he became the U.S. congressman from the 8th congressional district of Harris County and had an illustrious fifteen years in Congress.
Acknowledgments
I am grateful to my friends and family who encouraged me for years to write my memoirs. Jody Gent, Dunya Bean, and Sidney and Shelby Brammer, all wonderful editors and writers, were generous with time and suggestions. Duchess of Palms couldn’t have gone public without the University of Texas Press people who liked the book. Tim Staley, Mary LaMotte, Allison Faust, and Katie Jones helped me along the long road to publication.
Chapter One
IN THE BEGINNING
IT WAS 1955. Lyndon Baines Johnson was the majority leader of the United States Senate, with his eye on the presidency. He was a conservative to some; a closet liberal to others. He knew he’d have to move to the left in order to capture the White House, which may be why he hired my twenty-seven-year-old husband, Billy Lee Brammer, then a reporter for the liberal weekly Texas Observer, as a pressman. I was hired as well; I had been a journalism major at the University of Texas at Austin and secretary to the editor of the Austin American-Statesman for a couple of years. LBJ liked to hire couples—he thought he got more out of us because, according to him, we weren’t out hoo-hawing around at night.
We could work late and get to work on time. And Bill and I had liberal credentials, as we and many other young couples were pre-sixties kids ready to shed the conventions of the times.
Everyone called LBJ The Senator.
Whatever The Senator wanted, The Senator got. Horror stories circulated about the temper tantrums and tongue-lashings that occurred when something wasn’t exactly to his liking. His attention to detail and power over his fellow senators gave us a lot to talk about among ourselves. Billy Lee and I were one of a number of young couples who started to work for Johnson in 1955.
Of course, as Texans, we had been aware of LBJ prior to his recent rise in power to Senate majority leader. His megapower in the U.S. Senate surprised us, because we hadn’t seen him in action on the Senate floor and the control he exerted on fellow senators. LBJ was hot, and the press covered him assiduously. They even covered his staff. A feature story appeared in the August 1956 issue of the American Weekly, accompanied by a photo of all the couples Johnson had hired posed on the steps of the Capitol with Lady Bird and Lyndon.
When I look at the picture now, I see an exhilarated but confused young woman. How had a girl from a small town in Texas’s Rio Grande Valley ended up in Washington, D.C., privy to the inner workings of the government’s powerful political circles? How had circumstances propelled me, at only twenty-four, to be photographed for the American Weekly, standing on the steps of the Capitol, surrounded by Lyndon Johnson, the powerful U.S. Senate majority leader, and his wife? How had I ended up married to a man who would soon become one of the most well-known novelists in Texas? I could not have known then what a wild ride my life would turn out to be: that not only would I spend many years working in politics, but that later I would return to our nation’s capital as the wife of a U.S. congressman. Looking back, it seems fantastic and strange—almost the stuff of fiction.
But first things first.
BIG NADINE, LITTLE NADINE: 1930S AND 1940S
The Rio Grande Valley of Texas is a large semitropical area at the southernmost tip of Texas, where the Rio Grande empties into the Gulf of Mexico. A string of towns, some with Mexican counterparts across the border, lines the river’s north side for about sixty miles. The Valley lies 250 miles south of San Antonio, and it isn’t hard to imagine the area having been underwater at some time—it still looks like a waterless underwater seascape. Trees, cacti, and mesquite grow low to the land in a long, gradual descent to the alluvial area, which contains some of the best farmland in the country. If watered, the rich soil blooms with too many kinds of exotic plants to count. It’s hard to imagine such lushness at the other end of the long, arid drive from San Antonio.
Sometime in the late 1920s, my parents heard about the Magic Valley
from friends. My mother, Nadine, managed a theater in Oklahoma City where my father was a theater organist. She had completed a couple of years of college; he was an organist and pianist. They did well until the talkies put my father out of work. They had a son and needed to find work, and the Great Depression was descending upon the country. A friend had a farm in the Valley, and that exotic land right next to Mexico must have sounded romantic to a couple looking for a new life. For a man used to wearing a white tux during the day and a black tux at night, the farming life would prove to be a rude shock.
I was born in a farmhouse in McAllen on January 20, 1931, and my parents divorced a year later. I have no memory of my birth father. Initially, my mother had been attracted to his musical talent and his glamorous life as a theater organist, but she soon found out about his temper, and she ended up divorcing him because of the physical abuse. I had no emotional attachment to my father, but my mother kept a large photo of him in a black tux with his hand on the organ keys, looking very suave and handsome, and I reserved a place in my heart for that image. When my mother talked about their early days together, her tone turned wistful as she remembered a time that was joyful, before the beating started. Before she had to escape.
After my mother finally left my father, she found herself stranded in the little town on the Mexican border with two children to support. The only job she could find was as a waitress at a local bar. Despite the fact that she was broke and that she later remembered this time as a low point in her life, she told stories about how wild it had been partying on both sides of the border. A series of very young Mexican maids looked after my brother Leslie and me until our mother got home. I always looked forward to her homecomings and never wanted her to leave. I needed more of her. I was two years old.
Big Nadine was in her late twenties and having a hard time in McAllen. She needed her own mother, Rose Foster. Rose was having difficulties of her own in another part of the state, where she lived on a farm in the Texas Panhandle near Pampa with her five children, Big Nadine’s half brothers and sisters. The Depression definitely affected the Rio Grande Valley, but economic conditions weren’t as devastating there as in other parts of the country. Big Nadine and her mother Rose decided to combine their families and hunker down in McAllen, where survival was guaranteed by fruit and vegetable crops that grew year-round and where there was potential for jobs for my two uncles and three aunts. All of us moved into a big old frame house on the edge of town. I stayed home with Grandma during the day while the grown-ups worked and pooled their money to support the family. My two uncles were bakers and worked at night. My mother and her oldest sister worked in restaurants. My mother slept late into the daytime so she could work into the evening, and I was deprived of her company. She hated the work. I liked my uncles and loved being the pet of my young aunts, Colleen and Delphine, who were only six and eight years older than I.
My brother always seemed distanced from the rest of the family. From my first memories of him, he was angry and uncooperative. He was six years older than I and was expected to do chores such as bringing the cow home after school from her grazing spot on a canal bank. He couldn’t seem to follow through; he would show up at home after dark, cowless, and one of my uncles or aunts would have to finish the job. His unpleasant attitude concerned both my mother and grandmother. Mother never did figure out how to deal with him.
MY ROLE MODEL
Grandma was the fulcrum of the extended family. She cooked for all nine family members, many of whom worked at night and ate at odd times. She was probably in her early forties when I first met her as a two-year-old, and I remember telling her that her skin was too loose—she was sun-wrinkled at an early age from a life of farming. There