Notice: Undefined offset: 253 in /home/rjoe4s/public_html/shovelbums.org/administrator/components/com_coalawebtraffic/assets/geoip/geoipcity.inc on line 142

Notice: Undefined offset: 253 in /home/rjoe4s/public_html/shovelbums.org/administrator/components/com_coalawebtraffic/assets/geoip/geoipcity.inc on line 143

Notice: Undefined offset: 253 in /home/rjoe4s/public_html/shovelbums.org/administrator/components/com_coalawebtraffic/assets/geoip/geoipcity.inc on line 144

Notice: Undefined offset: 253 in /home/rjoe4s/public_html/shovelbums.org/administrator/components/com_coalawebtraffic/assets/geoip/geoipcity.inc on line 142

Notice: Undefined offset: 253 in /home/rjoe4s/public_html/shovelbums.org/administrator/components/com_coalawebtraffic/assets/geoip/geoipcity.inc on line 143

Notice: Undefined offset: 253 in /home/rjoe4s/public_html/shovelbums.org/administrator/components/com_coalawebtraffic/assets/geoip/geoipcity.inc on line 144

Notice: Undefined offset: 253 in /home/rjoe4s/public_html/shovelbums.org/administrator/components/com_coalawebtraffic/assets/geoip/geoipcity.inc on line 142

Notice: Undefined offset: 253 in /home/rjoe4s/public_html/shovelbums.org/administrator/components/com_coalawebtraffic/assets/geoip/geoipcity.inc on line 143

Notice: Undefined offset: 253 in /home/rjoe4s/public_html/shovelbums.org/administrator/components/com_coalawebtraffic/assets/geoip/geoipcity.inc on line 144
Nov 10th 2015, 40th Anniversary of the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald - ShovelBums - ShovelBums - World's largest source for Archaeology, Anthropology and Cultural Resource Management (CRM) Jobs and Field Schools

Nov 10th 2015, 40th Anniversary of the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

SS Edmund Fitzgerald sank in a Lake Superior storm on November 10, 1975, with the loss of the entire crew of 29. When originally launched on June 7, 1958, she was the largest ship on North America's Great Lakes, and to this day she remains the largest to have sunk there. The Edmund Fitzgerald had taken on a load of taconite iron ore in Superior, Wisconsin on November 9th and was making was to Detroit, Michigan. The Fitz was caught in a fierce Lake Superior storm with near-hurricane force winds and 11m waves. Around 7:10pm on November 10th Captain McSorley's last message to the nearby freighter The Anderson said, "We are holding our own." A few minutes later, with no distress call her crew of 29 perished, and no bodies were recovered.

Gordon Lightfoot's song: The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.

November 10th, 1975. The Edmund Fitzgerald was caught by the Witch of November and sank.

 

 Nov 10th, 1975 The Edmund Fitzgerald broke apart and sank

 

The Edmund Fitzgerald Underway

 










Lyrics to Gordon Lightfoot's The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

Lyrics

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down

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 twenty-six thousand 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 good captain well seasoned

Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms

When they left fully loaded for Cleveland

Then later that night when the ship's bell rang

Could it be the north wind they'd been feelin'?

 

The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound

When the wave broke over the railing

And every man knew, as the captain did too

'Twas the witch of November come stealin'

The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait

When the gales of November came slashin'

When afternoon came it was freezing rain

In the face of a hurricane west wind

 

When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck

Sayin' "Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya"

At seven PM a main hatchway caved in

He said, "Fellas, it's been good to know ya"

The captain wired in he had water comin' 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 waves turn the minutes to hours?

The searchers all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay

If they'd put 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 rooms 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 twenty-nine 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 said, never gives up her dead

When the gales of November come early

 

Further Reading:

http://www.usatoday.com/story/weather/2015/11/09/edmund-fitzgerald-wreck-gordon-lightfoot-witch-of-november/75453176/

Mother Jones Article - Inside The Race to Stop the...
News Flash - Archaeologist were wrong! The pyramid...
 
 
Real time web analytics, Heat map tracking