Capt. Joseph Deverell, 108th New York Volunteers, ca. 1862

The first Deverell in my line came here with the famished. Joseph Deverell, from County Laois, arrived in Canada in 1849 or 1850 and made his way south to Rochester, New York. Alongside as many as 3,000 of his countrymen, he worked on the Erie Canal. He probably did manual labor on that waterway transit system stretching the four hundred miles from Albany to Buffalo. But he may have done other work, as it seems that Joseph could read and write, which would likely have distinguished him from many a famine Irish immigrant.

Joseph Deverell joined the New York militia.  He may have gone to a militia rendezvous in the mid-1850s where the orator of honor was famed military historian John Watts de Peyster, coincidentally a many times great uncle of my wife. By 1860, Joseph had become a Rochester lawyer.

At the onset of the Civil War, he organized the all-Irish Company K of a Union regiment out of Rochester, the 108th New York volunteers. The 108th saw heavy combat in twenty-eight battles. After one battle, Joseph was cited for bravery by his commanding officer. He was grazed in the head at Gettysburg, where the 108th suffered more than fifty percent casualties killed or wounded.

Joseph was shot in the thigh at Cold Harbor, the 1864 battle in which General Ulysses Grant, knowing he had more men than General Lee, sent wave after wave of Union troops at emplaced Confederate artillery and infantry positions. He would later regret some of his actions that day.

For Joseph, the war was over. He came home to Rochester and started a brief career as a lawyer.

Joseph Deverell’s service, either his leg wound or the tuberculosis he (like so many soldiers and others in the nineteenth century) may have contracted, eventually cost him his life. But not before he fathered three sons. One died young — maybe tuberculosis got him, too. A son who lived was named Robert. Another, who was a house painter and maybe Rochester firefighter, was named William. He had a son, William, who was in the Navy in World War One and became a chemist. His son, William, became a physician and a career officer in the US Air Force. His son, William, is me. We have Joseph Deverell’s ball and cap pistol, his name carefully etched into the metal of the butt plate.

I’m Irish, and I live in Los Angeles. That’s a miniature diaspora, in a single case of one. Joseph was Protestant of Huguenot background — the name was probably at one time Devereaux — but my father and his father and probably the father before that were raised Catholic in working-class Rochester. Half my cousins are Italian Catholics, from a family of ten kids. They all have Deverell as a middle name; their surname is Bianchi. My father attended Thomas Aquinas High School in Rochester and remembers visiting family graves, Joseph Deverell’s among them, in Mt. Hope Cemetery, where the likes of Frederick Douglass and Susan B. Anthony are buried.

My dad left the church in 1956 to marry my mom. They will celebrate their 62nd anniversary in a few months. She was Presbyterian, and they settled on Episcopalian, which is how I was raised. His leaving the Catholic Church was not especially well received by some friends and family.

Let’s broaden our frame briefly. It is well known that the famine Irish settled mostly in the mid-Atlantic and Northeast, then the Midwest, the West, and less heavily in the South, though they are there, too, especially if we stretch the clock to get at the post-Civil War industrial rebuilding of the New South.

New York, Massachusetts, Illinois, and Pennsylvania are the most Irish of states since about 1850, with fully a quarter of New York City and Boston being Irish born at the start of the Civil War. Interior migration from the eastern seaboard increases late in the century, as a way to try to deflect the urban poverty and destitution the Irish encountered. The mining West and the railroad West called to the Irish. The Rocky Mountain spine of mineral and metal excavation is very Irish by 1900. Butte, Montana is the most Irish place in America and probably still vies for that title unto today.

California has long been attractive to the Irish. That attraction leans to the north, with the Gold Rush and early railroading and a good port having a lot to do with it, as well as an early and firm implantation of Irish Catholic institutions. Already by 1870, there are 54,000 Irish born in California.  What’s interesting about that is that only half these are in San Francisco — I would have thought far more — the remaining 25,000 or so must have been concentrated in the gold fields or Sacramento; Los Angeles is yet too small, though they are here. And they keep coming, probably by way of trying to make it first in gold hunting, then draining off to San Francisco, then coming South as Los Angeles began, slowly at first, then much more ambitiously, to stretch its metropolitan shape and ambitions – goals that demanded infrastructure and the labor that went with.

In terms of the backs and shoulders of Los Angeles growth, Irish laborers played important roles. We just haven’t dug deeply enough into the historic record to find them in the aggregate. Before the Mexican Revolution of 1910, Mexican descent laborers are relatively modest as represented in the laboring ranks, and the Chinese generally get shunted off to feminized labor as cooks, launderers, domestic help, often by the blunt end of a Hibernian cudgel. And of course Los Angeles is where Irish American trades-unionists-turned-saboteurs, the brothers J.J. and J.B McNamara, blew up the Los Angeles Times in 1910.

Recent archeological and historical work in the laboring camps of places like the Mt. Lowe Incline or the Los Angeles Aqueduct reveal Irish or Irish American men working for, in the case of the aqueduct, Ireland’s own William Mulholland.

Mulholland’s rise to authority is unusual in the West in a few respects. He’s just a bit too young, by about a decade or so, to have been dragged into the Civil War. He was autodidactic as to hydrology and engineering, and he rode his native intelligence up the ranks of a growing Los Angeles in need of water and the systems to hold it and move it.

Irish or Irish American counterparts, again just a bit older, are likely to have had Civil War service. There are perhaps 200,000 Irish in the war, on both sides, with a not insignificant chunk coming from California itself. The war’s effect would likely have been profound for many if not most of these men: officers or enlisted men taking military leadership or discipline into post-war jobs in industrial or mining America, many finding their way west, many staying in uniform. One of six of Custer’s ill-fated 7th Cavalry is Irish.

Southern California is, by the 1880s, heavily railroaded. We wouldn’t have to look far to find Irish in that metal web, many of whom had come out of the war and skedaddled west.

And of course many come west because the war hurt them. The most Irish place in Southern California in the late 1880s is almost certainly not a church, a neighborhood, or a school. It has to be the Soldier’s Home in Westwood, a place for destitute, wounded, or otherwise hurting veterans of the Mexican, Civil and Indian wars. How they lived and died, how they navigated their later years here on the coast, with so many of them likely born into famine Irish years, remains largely unknown and unstudied, as far as I know. But I know that they are there.

That theme of escape tinged with convalescence or maybe a kind of postwar redemption hits home, hits a diasporic nerve. Like my father, my middle name is Francis. We are named for my father’s uncle, John Francis Daly, the brother of my dad’s mother, Helen, for whom my daughter is named. Francis was, by all accounts, the darling of the family: boisterous, funny, intelligent, one generation removed from the Irish countryside, raised in the Rochester ward in a seemingly tight-knit Catholic family. Then comes the First World War, and off Francis goes, scooped up by Selective Service and the draft. He may have been a cook in his unit, but, given the battles he was involved in; he was probably a cook with a rifle.


John Francis Daly, Rochester, ca. 1916

Francis came back, back to Katherine, the young wife and shoe factory worker he had married in 1915, when they were both twenty-one. When Francis shipped out, Katherine moved in with my grandmother and her parents.


Katherine Hamell, in later years

My father remembers dressing up in Francis’s doughboy uniform that had been neatly ironed, folded and boxed up in the attic. “Up in the attic, turn left, and there was a box with a uniform in it,” my dad remembers.

But something was wrong. Francis came back following combat in France, the Argonne Forest, Moselle. He was honorably discharged in the spring of 1919. But he didn’t stay in Rochester, he didn’t stay in that home on Main Street. In fact, he disappeared, sometime around 1919. The family didn’t talk much about him. My father remembers very little said about Francis. The young wife stayed in her in-law’s home. And, despite that khaki uniform in the attic, a family story grew up around the missing Francis: he had been killed in the Great War, the story went, an Irish working-class Rochester hero.

The lore is wrong, the story more complex and mysterious. Francis dropped out of sight, but he did not disappear. He went west. He changed his name to Harry Wheeler and disappeared in plain sight, 2,300 miles away.1

Francis (now Harry) moved here to Los Angeles. Around 1920, he married a Mexican or Mexican American girl, Mary Louise Saenz, either in Mexicali or Tijuana, just over the border. I’m wondering if they met in Mass. I’m wondering if they married in Mexico because Harry was perhaps still married. I’m wondering if divorce, in that family, in the Catholic Church of that era, was impossible; desertion and disappearance might have seemed easier.


Mary Louise Saenz, ca. 1920

Harry and Mary Louise lived in El Monte, about twelve or thirteen miles from where his namesake – me – lives with my wife, our son John, and our daughter, Helen. They had three children: John Joseph Wheeler, Eugene Francis Wheeler, and Lorraine Louise Wheeler. Besides his sister, Helen, (my grandmother), John Francis Daly had a brother, Eugene, born in 1897.

Francis had at least two jobs. One, he worked as a baggage and mail handler for the Pacific Electric Railway, that agglomerated trolley system monopolized by Henry Huntington, he of the library and art gallery and botanical gardens that bear his name and which define the professional lives of both my wife and myself.

And two, Francis ran booze during Prohibition, with his Mexican father-in-law, a lard maker for a meat packing company, on the east side and occasionally right into the clutches of the law and directly into incarceration. Perhaps true to family legend regarding his generosity, Francis seems to have taken the fall at least once for his father-in-law when both got snared in rum running nets.


Harry Wheeler, ca. 1930s


Harry Wheeler and Mary Louise Saenz Wheeler, ca. 1940

Finding Francis was the result of maybe fifteen phone calls and as many hours on the internet. Finding Francis was part of a DNA story that connected my father to second cousins he never knew he had, the offspring of the man he was named for.

Finding Francis is ever an Irish in Los Angeles story. War and its costs, its ravages. Work. The Church. The upbuilding of Los Angeles with its Irish laborers. Drink.

Finding Francis is a thread in an as yet unwoven tapestry of the Irish in Los Angeles. It’s not that they weren’t – or aren’t – here. They were, they are. We just have to remember that history is murky and that historical actors — especially everyday people — challenge us to find them, both because of what they may have wanted in terms of living below scrutiny but mostly because everyday people are usually in history’s shadows whether they wanted to be or not.

Francis came here. He probably wondered if he’d be found or found out.  Maybe not. He may have wondered if he’d be understood. He’s one in a diaspora. One in a thousand, ten thousand, more. They are all out there. Finding Francis, finding a Francis, is something we all can do.

William Francis Deverell, Jr.

1. An historian friend of mine noted that Francis belonged to one of the last generations of Americans who could pretty easily disappear if they wished.  And of course disappearing into the West is an old story by the time Francis does it.



The St. Francis Dam collapsed 90 years ago today. In 2016, dam historian DC Jackson spoke with Bill Deverell about this 1928 disaster at The Huntington Library. Jackson, along with Norris Hundley, wrote the book, “Heavy Ground: William Mulholland and the St. Francis Dam Disaster.” This audio excerpt is accompanied with photos from UC Riverside’s Water Resources Collections and Archives. If you would like to listen to the hour-long interview with DC Jackson, the audio archive is available on The Huntington’s SoundCloud site:…/the-st-francis-dam-collapse-of-1928

By Carlos Francisco Parra

At the close of the 2010s, Univision KMEX Channel 34 and Telemundo KVEA Channel 52 regularly competed for the highest ratings among all television viewers in Los Angeles according to the Nielsen ratings service. KMEX and KVEA’s high ratings — beating the long-established big three English-language networks — speaks to the demographic growth and vitality of the Spanish-speaking Latino American communities of the greater Los Angeles region. The ratings bonanza currently enjoyed by the local Univision and Telemundo stations is a dramatic counterpoint to the relatively humble but significant technical origins of Spanish-language television in the U.S. and in Southern California more than half-a-century ago.


An official advertisement placed by KMEX Channel 34 in a September 1962 issue of La Opinión. Variations of this advertisement were placed in billboards around Los Angeles that fall.

The first Spanish-language TV transmissions in the Southland occurred as the result of transnational broadcasting developments in the Mexico-U.S. border region. One of the most significant investors and proponents of Spanish television north of the border was Emilio Azcárraga Vidaurreta, the founder of one of the first TV stations in Mexico and the dominant partner in a network he formed through an alliance with his former competitors, Telesistema Mexicano (now Televisa). Azcárraga Vidaurreta recognized an opportunity when he started XETV Channel 6 in Tijuana as a means of serving San Diego-area TV viewers. As the first TV station in northwestern Mexico, XETV began broadcasting in April 1953 primarily in English and was financially successful among San Diegans, who only had XETV and one other TV channel to choose from at the time. Channel 6’s success compelled Azcárraga Vidaurreta to launch Tijuana’s XEWT Channel 12 as a Spanish-language station broadcasting his Telesistema programming to attract Spanish-speaking TV viewers not only in that Mexican border town but also in the San Diego area.


An advertisement for a UHF converter device sold by Thrifty Drug Stores (Los Angeles Times, 1962).

Encouraged by XETV and XEWT’s reception, Azcárraga Vidaurreta attempted to enter the larger U.S. market by distributing popular Telesistema shows to U.S. broadcasters. The Mexican media magnate found a willing partner in Raoul Cortez, a Mexican immigrant who in 1955 founded KCOR Channel 41 in San Antonio, Texas as the first Spanish-language TV station in the continental United States. Cortez, who had also founded the first full-time Spanish-language radio station in the U.S. southwest, welcomed the Telesistema’s programming to fill Channel 41’s airtime. Although popular among Mexican San Antonians, KCOR Channel 41 operated at significant financial losses and struggled to stay on the air due to Anglo advertisers’ indifference. Again recognizing a rare opportunity, Azcárraga Vidaurreta worked with his longtime U.S. business associates to purchase the station from Cortez in late 1961. Relaunched as KWEX Channel 41 in February 1962, the San Antonio station became the U.S. flagship of the new Spanish International Network (S.I.N.). With momentum building, the group of transnational investors set about tapping the largest Spanish-speaking audience in the border region: Los Angeles.


Local TV stores and repair shops advertise UHF conversion services in this advertisement in La Opinión.

When the transnational S.I.N. investors — which included Azcárraga Vidaurreta’s long-time U.S. associates such as XETV’s general manager Julian Kaufman — set their sights on Los Angeles, they faced the challenge of starting a brand new TV station in a format that most TV sets at the time could not reach. In early television history, TV broadcasters were limited to transmitting their programming on channels 2-13 in the very high frequency (VHF) signal band; channels 14 and beyond (such as KCOR/KWEX Channel 41) broadcast on the ultra high frequency (UHF) band could not be accessed by early TVs without an expensive converter box. While not all U.S. cities had the gamut of VHF channel allocations used, Los Angeles – as the entertainment capital of the world – had all of its VHF channels claimed by the early 1960s. In L.A., as throughout the rest of the nation, investment in a UHF station was considered a foolish waste of money.


The iconic Sears store in Boyle Heights used La Opinión to advertise UHF-capable TV sets specifically invoking buyers’ ability to then reach KMEX Channel 34. The price of the UHF converter box sold by Sears would cost $145.78 when adjusted for inflation in 2018 while the 19-inch TV console advertised in the bottom would cost $1,622.55 today. Tuning in to watch el canal 34 in its early days was often an expensive investment.

Nevertheless, the S.I.N. business partners pressed on and received Channel 34 as their UHF signal assignation under the call letters K-M-E-X (Mexico), a call sign which clearly asserted the new station’s origins as well as its intended audience. Julian Kaufman, experienced in the technical and advertising challenges of running XETV for a U.S. audience, served as KMEX’s acting general manager throughout the summer and fall of 1962 as its facilities were built. As KMEX’s transmitter went up on Mount Wilson and its studio offices were built across the Paramount studios in Hollywood, Kaufman went about informing Angelenos about the need to purchase UHF converter boxes for their TV sets. Through coverage in La Opinión, the principal Spanish-language newspaper in the region, as well as the Los Angeles Times, KMEX got word out about the impending arrival of California’s first Spanish-language station. Throughout the summer of 1962 local papers throughout the region used the KMEX launch as a marketing technique to encourage consumers to purchase UHF converter boxes. By the time KMEX was ready to debut, various electronic stores and TV parts shops reported a significant increase in UHF converter purchases. Contests and street-side UHF conversion demonstrations held in predominantly-Mexican American neighborhoods by KMEX staff helped prepare viewers for the arrival of la televisión en español in L.A.



A Mexican American-owned TV shop uses KMEX’s debut to offer UHF conversion services via an October 1962 edition of the Corona Daily Independent.

After months of excitement, KMEX Channel 34 beamed onto the Southern California airwaves for the first time with a live ceremony on Sunday, September 30, 1962. Fernando Escandon read the first comments ever aired on KMEX: “Muy buenas tardes señoras y señores, KMEX Televisión Canal 34 inicia en estos momentos sus transmisiones” (Good evening ladies and gentlemen, KMEX-TV Channel 34 is now beginning its broadcasts). The half-hour dedication ceremony was attended by Academy Award-winning actress Rita Moreno, Mexican Consul Luis Orci, L.A. Mayor Sam Yorty, and City Councilman Edward Roybal, the first Mexican American on the L.A. City Council since 1881. Afterwards KMEX aired a two-and-a-half hour newscast of President John F. Kennedy’s state visit to Mexico City earlier that summer followed by bullfighting and pre-taped performances from Mexico’s Palacio de Bellas Artes. Volumes of Telesistema Mexicano programming, sent north daily by Azcárraga Vidaurreta, bolstered the station’s early programming. The initial opening KMEX made in the UHF band significantly encouraged the development of other L.A.-area UHF stations such as KCET Channel 28 which debuted two years later.


Thrifty Drug Stores worked with KMEX Channel 34 to promote UHF conversion in this La Opinión advertisement.

Much has changed in the TV landscape of Southern California since KMEX Channel 34 first went on the air more than fifty years ago. As a sign of the Latino community’s growth, KVEA Channel 52 hit the airwaves as the second full-time Spanish-language station serving the L.A. area in 1985 in the new Telemundo network, threatening its counterpart’s dominance of the L.A. Latino market. KMEX Channel 34 itself has changed, having since become one of the most important stations in the Univision network, the successor entity to S.I.N. The historical development of Los Angeles’s Spanish-language media is a rich odyssey that greatly reflects the role of the U.S.-Mexican border region’s transnational movement of people and ideas in the formation of community identity and cultural institutions.

By Carlos Francisco Parra is working on his Ph.D in the USC History department.


This 1916 photo is courtesy of the Library of Congress.

By Jessica Kim

On March 9, 1916, Mexican revolutionary Pancho Villa led 1,500 troops into Columbus, New Mexico, killing 19 people and leaving the town in flames. Villa was critical of American investments in Mexico and likely planned the attack to retaliate against the United States for recognizing his rival, Venustiano Carranza, as Mexico’s leader. The raid made headlines nationwide and affirmed fears that the Mexican Revolution would spill over the border and into the United States. After the attack, President Wilson sent General John Pershing into Mexico to hunt down Villa.

Angelenos were already on heightened alert about the Mexican Revolution and the possibility that it would cross the border. The Los Angeles Times reported two months earlier that Mexican agents had spotted Pancho Villa in Southern California. Worried that Villa might be organizing against him from a Mexican barrio in Los Angeles, Carranza dispatched secret service men to monitor activities in Los Angeles’ “Sonoratown” and to keep a watchful eye on the residence of Villa’s wife on South Grand View Avenue. These bubbling fears came to a boil with the attack on Columbus and the publication of the Zimmerman Telegram a year later in 1917. South of the border, Pershing’s expedition to capture Villa ended in abject failure. The illusive revolutionary eluded Pershing for more than a year.

As the only attack by a Latin American country on the soil of the United States, the 1916 raid continues to serve as a useful prism through which to examine the many dimensions of borderlands history. For one, the attack marked the point at which enforcement of the US-Mexico border began to matter to many Americans. Prior to this moment, the border was relatively open (with the exception of policing for Asian immigrants). After the attack, Americans, particularly white Americans and the American state, wanted far more control over who crossed the border from south to north.

Jessica Kim is an Assistant Professor of History at California State University, Northridge.

In January, we asked our Los Angeles Service Academy (LASA) students what questions they had about Los Angeles. As a year-long program for high school juniors, LASA provides an intensive introduction to the infrastructure and institutions of greater Los Angeles. Since we’re halfway through the program, students shared a range of macro and micro questions they still wondered about their city. We’re sharing some of their questions with answers provided by the ICW staff. We’ll be updating this list of questions and feel free to chime in as some of their questions range from the thought-provoking to the light-hearted.

Question: What sports will be added to the 2028 Olympics?

Answer: Surfing comes to the 2020 Olympics but in a relatively limited capacity. By Los Angeles’ 2028 Olympics, let’s imagine a range of surfing events such that Olympic Surfing is as multi-faceted as Track and Field.


Question: Why is LA so spread out? Is freeway expansion a cause or product?

Answer: Los Angeles is so spread out for a couple of major reasons.  One, the Los Angeles Basin is so huge; people have traditionally lived in far-flung settlements (dating back to pre-contact times).  Two, the early metropolitan decision-makers, following this pattern, decided to try to build a new kind of urban region, opting for suburban sprawl, with towns or communities separated by distance and open space.  And three, the early transit systems, especially the trolleys, aided this decentralization by way of their routes and spider-web systems.  It all happened before the car showed up, but the car certainly played a role in ‘firming up’ what was already in place.


Map of the Pacific Electric Railway courtesy of the Los Angeles Public Library.

Question: Why can’t school start at 9:30 am? Can election day be a holiday?

Answer: LASA students – you know the answers to these questions. Strategize. Organize. Make your voices heard. Students drive conversations and change!


Photo of students walking for peace (circa 1986) comes from the Los Angeles Public Library.

Question: What’s LA most known for?

Answer: Los Angeles is most known for the film industry. And the weather. And the beach. And the diversity of its population. And LASA.

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Hollywood premier at Grauman’s Chinese Theater (circa 1929) courtesy of USC Libraries.

Question: What’s the official dog of LA?

Answer: According to Bill Deverell, “the official dog of Los Angeles is Petal Deverell, a five year old pug who lives in Pasadena.”


Petal Deverell courtesy of Bill Deverell.

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Japanese and Japanese Americans near the Civil Control Center in Venice, California, before being sent to Manzanar in 1942, courtesy of The Huntington Library.

This year Presidents Day and the Day of Remembrance share February 19. As we honor our presidential leaders, we are also mindful of their failures to foster liberty and justice for all. On this day in 1942, President Franklin Roosevelt signed Executive Order 9066. The executive order resulted in the displacement and incarceration of over 100,000 Japanese and Japanese Americans from the western coast of the US. Congressional and state political leaders, the military, significant sectors of the American public, and the Supreme Court share responsibility with FDR. On this Day of Remembrance, we listen to the histories of those impacted by FDR’s presidential action. On this Presidents Day, we consider the magnitude of presidential power and those who have and have had the privilege and responsibility to exercise such power.