Today is the anniversary of the Edmund Fitzgerald going down. Gordon Lightfoot’s tribute to it is still one of the best weather songs I know.
“The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down Of the big lake they called 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 twenty-six thousand 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…”