LAKE SUPERIOR - As a teenager I
didn't notice a lot of what was going on in the world. My world was
busy doing teenager things. However, I do remember a story that
caught my attention November 11th, 1975 on the CBS Evening news.
A huge iron ore ship disappeared on Lake Superior with all of her
crew aboard. She was the S.S. Edmund Fitzgerald.
Last known photo taken at Great Lakes Steel, Detroit River - October 26, 1975 |
THE SHIP
On February 1, 1957, the Northwestern
Mutual Life Insurance Company of Milwaukee, Wisconsin entered into a
contract with Great Lakes Engineering Works for the construction of
the first "maximum sized" Laker ever built. I worked with a guy a
few years ago who remembers walking by the ship yard as a kid and
seeing this beautiful ship being built. He said it was amazing! The
builders laid the keel of Hull 301 at its yard at Ecorse, Michigan,
on August 7, 1957. Instead of construction from keel up, the
Fitzgerald was built on the ground in prefabricated hull sections.
Over 900 people worked on the Fitzgerald and the vessel was launched
on June 7, 1958. An estimated 10,000 people witnessed her launching and
christening. She was the biggest ship ever launched on the Great
Lakes at that time, 13 feet longer than her nearest competitor. Some
say that was the day the Fitzgerald was cursed.
September 22, 1958, EDMUND
FITZGERALD was delivered and operated for her entire career under
charter to the Columbia Transportation Division, Oglebay Norton
Company, Cleveland
THE WITCH OF NOVEMBER
On November 9, 1975 at 7 p.m. the
National Weather Service (NWS) issued a gale warning for Lake
Superior. In a gale, the wind speeds range from 34-40 knots. The NWS
predicted east to northeasterly winds during the night, shifting to
NW to N by the afternoon of November 10. At approximately 10:40 p.m.
the NWS revised its forecast for eastern Lake Superior to easterly
winds becoming southeasterly the morning of the 10th. At about 2:00
am November 10 the NWS upgraded the gale warning to a storm warning
(winds 48-55 knots) with a prediction of "northeast winds 35 to 50
knots becoming northwesterly 28 to 38 knots on Monday, waves 8 to 15
feet". Around 2 a.m. the Captains of the Anderson and Fitzgerald
discussed the threatening weather and decided to change their course
to a safer route that would take them northward, toward the coast of
Canada. The northern route would protect them from the waves that
the storm generated.
Neither Captain had anticipated the wind shifting to the northwest. The gale let loose with winds at 42 knots and the waves came steady at 12 to 15 feet high. The ships were no longer protected by the land giving them some buffer and were at the mercy of nature. The Fitz was traveling just ahead of the Anderson her lights visible, a steady object on their radar. At 7:10 p.m. on the 10th of November the Anderson saw the Fitzgerald crest a wave. Her lights never reappeared and she was gone from the radar. The ship and her crew were gone.
Later it would be remembered that the bottle sent flying at the ship during her christening did not break. Those who had built her would remember the many accidents that had occurred during her construction. All would consider the many tragedies that seemed to happen during the month of November. Whether these facts are merely hindsight or indicate the proof of a curse is hard to say.
THE FAMOUS SONG
WRECK OF THE EDMUND FITZGERALD
by Gordon Lightfoot
by Gordon Lightfoot
Of the big lake they call Gitche Gumee
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
When the skies of November turn gloomy.
With a load of iron ore - 26,000 tons more
Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed When the gales of November came early The ship was the pride of the American side Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin As the big freighters go it was bigger than most With a crew and the Captain well seasoned. Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms When they left fully loaded for Cleveland And later that night when the ships bell rang Could it be the North Wind they'd been feeling. The wind in the wires made a tattletale sound And a wave broke over the railing And every man knew, as the Captain did, too, T'was the witch of November come stealing. The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait When the gales of November came slashing When afternoon came it was freezing rain In the face of a hurricane West Wind When supper time came the old cook came on deck Saying fellows it's too rough to feed ya At 7PM a main hatchway caved in He said fellas it's been good to know ya. The Captain wired in he had water coming in And the good ship and crew was in peril And later that night when his lights went out of sight Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald. Does anyone know where the love of God goes When the words turn the minutes to hours The searchers all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay If they'd fifteen more miles behind her. They might have split up or they might have capsized They may have broke deep and took water And all that remains is the faces and the names Of the wives and the sons and the daughters. Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings In the ruins of her ice water mansion Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams, The islands and bays are for sportsmen. And farther below Lake Ontario Takes in what Lake Erie can send her And the iron boats go as the mariners all know With the gales of November remembered. In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed In the Maritime Sailors' Cathedral The church bell chimed, 'til it rang 29 times For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald. The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down Of the big lake they call Gitche Gumee Superior, they say, never gives up her dead When the gales of November come early. © 1976 Moose Music, Inc |
Crew
of the S.S. Edmund Fitzgerald
|
Captain - Ernest M. McSorley, 63 |
First Mate - John H. McCarthy, 62 |
Second Mate - James A. Pratt, 44 |
Third Mate - Michael E. Armagost, 37 |
Wheelsman - John D. Simmons, 60 |
Wheelsman - Eugene O'Brien, 50 |
Wheelsman - John J. Poviach, 59 |
Watchman - Ransom E. Cundy, 53 |
Watchman - William J. Spengler, 59 |
Watchman - Karl A. Peckol, 55 |
Chief Engineer - George J. Holl, 60 |
First Assistant - Edward E. Bindon, 47 |
Second Assistant - Thomas E. Edwards, 50 |
Second Assistant - Russell G. Haskell, 40 |
Third Assistant - Oliver "Buck" J. Champeau, 41 |
Oiler - Blaine H. Wilhelm, 52 |
Oiler - Ralph G. Walton, 58 |
Oiler - Thomas Bentsen, 23 |
Wiper - Gordon MacLellan, 30 |
Special Maintenance Man - Joseph W. Mazes, 59 |
AB Maintenance - Thomas D. Borgeson, 41 |
Deck Maintenance - Mark A. Thomas, 21 |
Deck Maintenance - Paul M. Riipa, 22 |
Deck Maintenance - Bruce L. Hudson, 22 |
Steward - Robert C. Rafferty, 62 |
Second Cook - Allen G. Kalmon, 43 |
Porter - Frederick J. Beetcher, 56 |
Porter - Nolan F. Church, 55 |
Cadet - David E. Weiss, 22 |
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