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Old 03-20-2002, 05:26 PM
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The largest floating object would probably be the airport in japan---saw it on the discovery channel--
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Old 03-20-2002, 05:35 PM
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JFM311, I thought they made and island and put the airport on hydraulic jacks to raise it as needed. But maybe that was something else i saw on Discovery, man i like that channel.
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Old 03-20-2002, 06:32 PM
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The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald by Gordon Lightfoot

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down

Of the big lake they called Gitchigumi

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 crew 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 feeling?

The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound

And a wave tumbled 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 suppertime came, the old cook came on deck saying

"Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya."

At seven PM the 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 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 her.

They might have split up or they might have capsized;

They may have broke deep and took water.

All that remains are the faces and the names

Of the wives and the sons and the daughters.

Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings

In the rooms of her icewater mansion.

Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams;

The isles 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 till 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 Gitchigumi

Superior, they say, never gives up her dead

When the gales of November come early.
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Old 03-20-2002, 07:21 PM
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Nick!!!!!! Im touched on your knowlage of Canadian songwriting!, how about "Sudbury Saturday Night"or "The Ketchup Song" by Stompin' Tom Connors?!! For the record the Edmund Fitzgerald sunk because several watertight hatches in the bow of the boat were not secured causing the bow to take on water and indeed "stuff"......Doug
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