In January 1979, I was looking at an atlas in my office about mid-morning when a work colleague walked by and observed what I was doing, We had the following conversation:
She: "What are you doing; looking for the wreck of the Edmond Fitzgerald?"
Me: "No, I'm planning a trip. But what do you mean by 'the wreck of the
Edmond Fitzgerald'?"
She: "Oh, you know. That song by Gordon Lightfoot."
Me: "I'm not familar with that one. How does it go?"
She: "Well, it's a real long song about a ship that sank in the Great Lakes a
few years ago."
Me: "Oh, yeah. I remember that incident, but I didn't know there was a song
about it."
She: "Well, there is. But I guess you don't hear it that much on the radio
because of its length."
Me: "Well, if I ever hear it, I'll let you know."
We then went on to talk about other things. Late that afternoon, I got a ride
home from work. I had no intention of going out again once I entered my apartment, but my wife was preparing dinner and she informed me that we needed some milk. I stalled for as long as I could, hoping to delay the inevitable. But finally, I walked to my car to go to the grocery store. When I started my car, the radio came on. What were the first words I heard? The final chorus of "The Wreck of the Edmond Fitzgerald."
Rodney
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