Above, San Antonio Brewing Association
Andrew Stevens, November 1914
The spring in Mr. K’s step has vanished. He appears short on sleep. Irritable. Testy.
All morning he has been slamming drawers, doors. After the lady delivered the note for him, Mr. K kicked the wastebasket clear across his office.
Andy glances at the clock again. Five minutes to four. The end of this day cannot arrive soon enough.
Mr. K barks from his office, “Andy, order my carriage.”
Four minutes later, Mr. K locks his office door and fails to even glance at Andy as he passes his desk.
He stops abruptly and turns around. “Andy, anything I need to sign before I leave?”
“No, sir. Have a good evening, sir.”
Bam! The door slams behind him.
The real-life Andrew Stevens related that Otto Koehler appeared out of sorts and under stress for several days before he left the brewery for the final time.