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    Default Edmund Fitzgerald

    She went down today. Biggest disaster on Lake Superior.

    YouTube - The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

    SS Edmund Fitzgerald - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

    This is a big thing where I come from. I was disappointed today when I found out none of my new college buddies knew anything about it.

    Anyway, it's a good song. I wasn't around when it happened, but my dad told me stories.

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    Gordon Lightfoot wrote a song about it bro. Should listen to it.

    Yah, I know about it, went down in "Superior with like 18 cats...


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    Quote Originally Posted by Johnathon View Post
    Gordon Lightfoot wrote a song about it bro. Should listen to it.
    yea, it's up there. Always reminds me of home. Feeling kind of nostalgic and home-sick today.

    Quote Originally Posted by Johnathon View Post
    Yah, I know about it, went down in "Superior with like 18 cats...
    Those poor cats.

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    Indeed a somber note in Great Lakes history. Told all my buddies about it and listened to ol' Gordon Lightfoot's tribute to the ship and her crew.

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    I think its cause is still a mystery, though they were out in a storm. I saw a documentary on the History Channel. It was very interesting. I remembered when it happened.

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    Yah, when I lived in Minnesota it was always something you knew about, not to mention Lightfoot's song would get a bit of play that day.

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    I live (very) near Lake Superior. It's amazing how quickly the weather can turn... the Edmund Fitzgerald is the most famous, but by no means only, ship to sink on that lake. Ever just watch Superior during a storm? It turns black, the waves whitecap; it's both breathtaking and chilling. Raw power.

    That's a great vid, btw. Thanks for the link.

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    Thank you Chillhouse!!

    This, along with the Titanic, Bismarck, Lusitania, Andrea Doria & the Britannic, are among my favourite historic shipwrecks!!

    Here you go, the lyrics to, the Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald by Gordon Lightfoot!!

    The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
    of the big lake they called "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.
    And 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
    and a wave broke over the railing.
    And ev'ry 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 freezin' rain
    in the face of a hurricane west wind.

    When suppertime came the old cook came on deck sayin'.
    "Fellas, it's too rough t'feed ya."
    At seven P.M. a main hatchway caved in; he said,
    "Fellas, it's bin good t'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 'is lights went outta sight
    came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.

    Does any one 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 'er.
    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!"

    On an eerie note, when her bell was brought up from the ship, at the request of the crews family members, it rang as soon as it broke the waters surface!!

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