33 Years Ago Tonight: 7:10pm est
#1
Posted 10 November 2008 - 07:27 PM
In Memorium
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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#2
Posted 10 November 2008 - 07:41 PM
#3
Posted 10 November 2008 - 07:44 PM
#4
Posted 10 November 2008 - 08:03 PM
I'll try to post up that emergency call if I can find it again.
OK, Found it, it's in Real Player Format. Gosh is it it creepy listening to it.
Captain Cooper's Coast Guard Radio Call
Real quick history, the Anderson followed about 10 miles behind the Fitzgerald all day from Wisconsin down Lake Superior, and Cpt Cooper and Cpt. McSorley were in constant radio contact the entire way through the storm.
#5
Posted 10 November 2008 - 09:21 PM
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 Wisconson
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.
RIP guys
#6
Posted 11 November 2008 - 01:36 AM
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 Wisconson
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.
RIP guys
#7
Posted 12 November 2008 - 12:11 AM
#8
Posted 10 November 2009 - 05:07 PM
Fare thee well gentlemen, fare thee well.
#9
Posted 10 November 2010 - 10:17 PM
#10
Posted 10 November 2011 - 06:00 PM
#11
Posted 10 November 2011 - 09:24 PM
I had just turned 20. I was living in Minot North Dakota.
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Posted 10 November 2012 - 12:31 PM
#13
Posted 10 November 2013 - 09:47 AM
Ship Sunk/Casualties
Lake Superior
Leafield: 18 victims
Henry B. Smith: 25 victims
Lake Michigan
Plymouth (barge): 7 victims
Lake Huron
Argus: 28 victims
James Carruthers: 22 victims
Hydrus: 25 victims
John A. McGean: 28 victims
Charles S. Price: 28 victims
Regina: 20 victims
Isaac M. Scott: 28 victims
Wexford: 20 victims
Lake Erie
Lightship LV 82, Buffalo: 6 victims
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#14
Posted 10 November 2013 - 06:51 PM
I heard the radio call though. That is weird.
I would like to see your you tube video though.
#15
Posted 10 November 2013 - 07:03 PM
Not sure what is up with that, YouTube must have blocked it. Here is a 1/2 radio transmission between Capt. Cooper of the Arthur M. Anderson and Coast Guard Sault Saint Marie shortly after the Ander lost contact with the Fitzgerald.
#16
Posted 10 November 2014 - 06:46 PM
#17
Posted 11 November 2014 - 02:03 AM
You have to be in a certain zone for Gordon Lightfoot. Nevada I think. : /
#18
Posted 10 November 2015 - 07:27 PM
40 Years......Fare Thee Well........
#19
Posted 11 November 2015 - 04:50 AM
Great song. Aren't we supposed to celebrate anniversaries by the 5's and 10 years mark?
#20
Posted 10 November 2016 - 06:41 PM
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