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A familiar sight in the northwoods around this time of year, sudden disappearances behind a curtain of blowing snow. It's a little milder here today than it was 8 years ago.

Also on this day we remember the Edmund Fitzgerald, lost in 1975 along with her crew of 29 men.

Good night all ;)

"When the Gales of November come early"

"Arthur M Anderson" Jan.12, 06 Anchored off the huge Edison plant in the St. Clair River at the foot of our road north of Marine City. (Ontario Canada in the background)

I believe this is the ship nearest the Edmund Fitzgerald when it went down.

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What are we all doing up at zero dark hundred this morning?

The Arthur M. Anderson is definitely the ship that was traveling closest to the Edmund Fitzgerald. The captain of the Anderson tried to help when the Fitzgerald lost its radar. The Anderson even went back into the storm to search for the Fitzgerald when it disappeared on their radar screen. God bless those 29 men who perished that night, thirty-two years ago today.

We're heading off to look in on our folks in Lower Michigan. We'll
be sure to drive along the St. Cllair River and have lunch at Algonac
State Park so that we can watch for and hopefully see a freighter on
this anniversary day of the sinking of the Edmund Fitzgerald.

I'm thinking of you Cotton.

Today please honor the crew, their families and friends of the Edmund Fitzgerald. God bless you all!

Good morning! I couldn't tell if it was fog or snow until I read what Charlie had to say.

Thinking about Cotton today on the anniversary of her dad's death.

Cool picture. Wish I didn't have to go to work.

In Memory of the crew on the Edmund Fitzgerald November 10, 1975

Very cool videos of the Fitz here.
http://www.wunderground.com/blog/charlesimages/comment.html?entrynum=163&tstamp=200711

This is a very extensive Edmund Fitgerald website

http://www.ssefo.com/

Good Morning from the south shore of the Keweenaw. Looks like the sun is trying to shine over at Marquette, the lake is calm, and it's a beautiful day in the C.C. but when is it not? Had a nice ride in the woods yesterday, lot of tracks, no visual of any deer. The camp is doing great, we'll probably take a trip around the whole point today and oh yeah, stop by the Hut and other favorite places as well, make it a great day everyone!


Cotton: Also thinking of you today.

Cotton, Thinking of you and your family, miss your dad. His picture is on top of my computer table looking down at me. The sky is blue and there are some high puffy clouds here in Berkley. So cold that Precious can't manage to get out of bed yet. Have to blow out the hoses today and get the outsice ready for the onslaught of winter. I also have to oil up the tools in the shop and get the shop in the basement ready to start producing. Another boring day for me.

KJ, Thank you for posting the website, very informative.
May they rest in peace. Thoughts and prayers for their family and friends.

http://sports.aol.com/ncaafb/story/_a/gipps-paterninty-test-proves-negative/20071110145909990001?ncid=NWS00010000000001

News story on the Exhuming of the Gipper. I don't know if this link will work.

Moscow lights;
http://www.earthcam.com/search/ft_search.php?s1=1&term=moscow

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 - 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.

In memory of the men that went down with their ship. God bless you all.

Thanks, Snowman. What else can be said?

Snowman, that was beautiful! I was singing along with you. We have that CD and we just love that song. I'll never forget that day as long as I live. I think we were all in shock. God bless all the men and their families from the Edmund Fitzgerald.

The day that the Fitzgerald went down also marks the date of the large chip pile fire in Ontonagon. The stormy weather made fighting the fire almost impossible as high winds blew burning chips for hundreds of yards over the paper mill and well across M-64. There were concerns in the community of a repeat of the disastrous fire of 1896 that totally destroyed the town. Fortunately that did not happen, but it took weeks (and fire departments from all across the UP) to finally put the fire out.

Thanks, I usually have this on the board in my room during early November. I appreciate the thoughts of these men at this time of the year.

Thank you Snowman...that was such a beautiful gesture. Like Deb, I sang the song, as I read the lyrics. Thank you :)

Thoughts are with Cotton today.

Was thinking of Cheryl and the Fitz tragedy all yesterday.