Siemer Milling Celebrates 134th Anniversary
Sunday, November 6, 2016 marks the 134th anniversary of our company's beginning in business as "Hope Mills of Uptmor & Siemer Proprietors." The partners were Clemens Uptmor, a successful storekeeper, meatpacker, and distiller in Teutopolis, his son Clemens, and his son-in-law Joseph Siemer. The latter, a young man in his mid-20s, contributed "sweat equity" as the general manager. It was a modern operation, powered by a steam engine and using roller mills, a technology less than 40 years old. The name they gave it is striking to me. It certainly suggests that they were not simply hard, cold businessmen exploiting a good profit opportunity: They were dreamers, too, a little romantic, not just acknowledging their hope but proclaiming it. At least, that's what I like to think, because I have hopes, as well, and I know you do. We have aspirations to make and keep this a successful business, yes, and a source of pride and satisfaction for all who are associated with it. We're going to do much more in the future beyond what we have accomplished before, and I never want to lose that sense of hope for better and greater things to come. "A man's reach must exceed his grasp, or what's a heaven for." [this thought is a tradition for Nov. 6]
We remember all who have gone before, in good times and bad, who moved this enterprise forward, and we're grateful for their efforts.
Note: these pictures were taken later in their lives. Left: Clemens Uptmor, Top Right: Joseph Siemer, Bottom Right: Clemens Uptmor II
We thank God for His boundless blessings over generations, and we pray for his beneficence in times to come.
"You have visited the land and watered it;
Greatly have you enriched it.
God's watercourses are filled;
You have prepared the grain.
Thus have you prepared the land:
Drenching its furrows,
Breaking up its clods,
Softening it with showers,
Blessing its yield.
You have crowned the year with your bounty,
And your paths overflow with a rich harvest;
The untilled meadows overflow with it,
And rejoicing clothes the hills.
The fields are garmented with flocks
And the valleys blanketed with grain.
They shout and sing for joy."