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In which year did Michigan Tech make a brief appearance on this day?

In 2001.

Good Morning my old friend Chuck.. I was thinking not @ all.

Good morning. 2001.

Very appropriate first picture of the day ~ we remember all those lost on the Fitz today.

This is the only day of the year the Split Rock Light is lit, in honor of those good men.

The gales of November......

Good morning!

Hoping that Cheryl knows she's in our thoughts and prayers today. This has to be a hard day for her.

Leaving for the UP in a few. We were coming tomorrow for a long weekend, but since my mom's last living sibling passed away on Saturday, we moved it up a day so we could go to the funeral. Seems it's all we do lately.

Have a great day everybody! Hoping the weather holds up for the weekend.

Deb....sending my thoughts to you for your loss and safe travels.

Dedicated to the crew.

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 Wisconsin
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 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 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.

Thanks for the Memory Lane.

I was wondering when someone was going to post the lyrics to the song....

And those are the original lyrics ~ they have been updated now to remove the reference to the main hatch....

I remember the first time I heard that song; it was very eery; Gordon Lightfoot is a perfect story teller and musician. That guitar really makes you feel the tension. I am heading to the UP tomorrow also. Maybe we can wave at each other while we're up there Deb. Sorry about the loss in your family. Happy trails to you. Guess I better get packed....

Deb: Safe travels to you and Ron. Such a hard time for your mom.
Was your uncle the baby of the family?

On this day, and everyday, I miss you Terry and Larry.

To all of our Veterans, past, present and future, 'Thank You' for your service and keeping us safe.