Ok, this is really an odd post, but tomorrow is my 44th wedding anniversary. The week I got married this song was being played over and over. It’s such a sad song, but it marks a wonderful day for me. I always feel odd about how I feel when I hear it.
Yup, I was 16 when this happened.
I remember the reports on the radio the next day/weeks/years...
BTTT!!
Yes I was remembering this today too. It is very windy here in Wisconsin tonight.
Thanks for posting. Always loved the song, but first time seeing the wreckage. So sad.
That was an excellent video. Thank you.
My dad is playing the song. It was the pride of the American side. As someone who loves to read up on ships, the Edmund Fitzgerald was nicknamed the Titantic of the Great Lakes. Dad took us to Michigan 6 years ago...and went to the museum where the crew is listed. Prayers to the families who lost loved ones on it.
I feel a great bond with this event. I was 25 and had just graduated college. Didn’t have any money so I hitched a ride up to Escanaba which is on the Keewanaw Peninsula sticking right out into Lake Superior to visit a classmate who told me he might have a lead on a job. Didn’t happen. Started back to Detroit on 11/8. Glorious Indian Summer day. Camped at a little lake in the middle of the U.P. The next day - Sunday the 9th - I broke camp and hiked out to U.S. 2 and got a ride as far as the Mackinac Bridge. The weather was cloudy and starting to rain. Then the wind picked up. I got a ride with a guy who took me as far as I-75 and Eight mile in Detroit. The weather was really starting to get snotty. I called my Dad and he drove over from our house near Grand River and Six Mile and picked me up. Woke up the next morning and found out that the Mackinac Bridge had been closed about an hour after I crossed it because it was swaying so much in the wind and that the Fitz was missing and presumed sunk. I was a big Lightfoot fan (Gordon not Lori) and when the song came out I learned to play it on guitar. Regardless of the cause of the sinking it was a terrible way for those poor sailors to die and I mourn for them still. See my tag line.
Poignant thanks from Minnesota. 4-5 inches of snow tonight.
And it had been in the 60s on Sunday.
RIP to all those lost.
...and the faces and the names
of the wives and the sons and the daughters.