From Eric Adams, Brooklyn Borough President
The Malbone Disaster, I'm stunned, I never heard of it!
Something of that magnitude should be mentioned in every history of American rail disasters, but I've never seen a mention of it, at all.
Possibly it was overshadowed by the First World War raging in Europe at the time? I can't think of any other reason why it's not more remembered.
Then again, the horrific flu epidemic of 1918 is almost forgotten as well. Sad.
From what has been published censorship durig WW-1 was severe. Ascestors history mentions the flu epidemic with wagons going down streets in Atlanta picking up dead. Absolutely no newspaper coverage of same. Reports that president Wilson even threatened Senators with jail for disclosing internal US problems,
Firelock76Something of that magnitude should be mentioned in every history of American rail disasters, but I've never seen a mention of it, at all.
It was worse than usually described. Surprised that the 'ghost hunters' aren't out in force; if there are tormented souls from anything, they'd be there.
If I remember correctly, the lawsuits from this wreck broke the BMT.
I'm still stunned, but at least someone remembers.
And I learned something new. I'm still amazed it's not mentioned in any railwreck historys, at least none that I've read. "Real" rail snobbery against subways? If that's the case it's just not right.
In the New York spirit of laughing in the face of death: this from the Manhattan side of things:
Along came the IRT, a'cannon ballin' throughFrom Two-hundred-forty-second Street to Flatbush AvenueAt 5:15 one Friday Eve, she pulled into Times SquareThe people all filled the station, and Georgie he was there.The people all filled the station, they milled and massed aroundAnd Georgie looked upon that train and it was Brooklyn boundHe vowed at once that train to board, the weekend not to roamFor Georgie was a shipping clerk and Brooklyn was his home.The people all filled the station, a million head or moreGeorge used his elbows and his knees until he reached the doorBut when he reached those portals, he could not take the gaffThe conductor shut the door on him and cut poor George in halfThe train pulled out of Times Square, the swiftest on the lineIt carried poor George's head along, but it left his body behindPoor Georgie died a hero's death, a legend [martyr] plain to seeAnd the very last words poor Georgie said were "Screw the IRT"Now when you ride the IRT and you approach Times SquareIncline your head a few degrees and say a silent prayerFor his body it lies between the ties, amidst the dust and dewAnd his head it rides the IRT to Flatbush Avenue.Recorded by Dave Van Ronk (of Garden State Stomp fame)Tune: Engine 143 (aka Wreck of the F.F.V) by the Carter Family
From Mike:
While not lessening the impact of this disaster, accidents of this magnitude involving local transit don't get that much coverage beyond the immediate geographic area, even today. Unless a person is involved in our hobby or is unusually well read, events like Malbone Street remain relatively unknown.
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