1917 Halfax Explosion and The Boston Tree

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Description

An audio drama by author/composer/playwright Susan Pasternak..

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Middle Aged (35-54)

Accents

British (General) North American (Canadian-General) North American (US General American - GenAM)

Transcript

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Chapter four. The snow and freezing winds continued as night faded and the dull grey dawn began to bleach the eastern sky. The morning's light gave the first hint of the tremendous devastation. A grimy, suit like fog filled the air and mingled with the falling snow. What the relief workers from Boston were seeing for the first time with the awful indications of just how powerful the explosion had been. Masses of iron steel, broken ships and flattened buildings lay scattered everywhere. They had never seen anything like it. To his great surprise, Rich Chesky was advised that the prime minister of Canada so Robert Borden, was in a train car nearby. Roy Chess kiosk, tohave a message sent inviting the prime minister to join him in his car. It turns out the prime minister had been campaigning in Prince Edward Island when he heard the news about Halifax the day before and rushed to the city. When the prime minister was advised that the Massachusetts relief train had arrived, he immediately left his train car and threw freshly fallen knee. Deep snow quickly made his way over to greet them. He warmly welcomed them and told them with great sincerity. How grateful he waas for their quick response to the terrible tragedy. Major Harold Kid Ing's, who was in command of the Boston medical teams, joined with Chesky and Border, and the three started to make their way to Halifax City Hall in search of Peter Martin, the mayor of Halifax. The car that transported them practically stumbled through the streets filled with debris. The men looked in horror at the miles of shattered buildings everywhere. Terrorist stricken residents wandered about in a dazed state. Major Giddings and Bochenski had both spent the past 36 hours preparing for what was to come. They knew that when they arrived in Halifax, their top priority would be to implement measures to ensure organisation. Certainly one of the most urgent tasks would be setting up search and rescue teams to find survivors and at the same time setting up emergency hospitals. These three men and all of the rescue workers had to keep their emotions in cheque in order to help. In the midst of the horror, there was one site that sent an arrow of sorrow into rich jetskis heart. As they were writing, they saw a family dog a brown Labrador retriever that had somehow survived the blast. It was sitting faithfully beside the dead bodies of its beloved family and seemed to be waiting for them to wake up. It shivered in the cold. It's coat covered with thick snow. Several other frantic dogs were running through the ruins looking for their masters. Horses wanted the streets, some still harnessed to empty broken waggons. Franceschi turned to Major Giddings and reminded him they would need to contact the Societies for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals in both Canada and Massachusetts, letting them know to send emergency teams for the search and rescue of pets and livestock that had survived across the city, some of which was still trapped in the rubble. The automobile that was dispatched to pick the man up to take them to City Hall was driven by a quiet young man. He had been ferrying wounded citizens to hospitals and shelters for the past 30 hours. He had lost his wife and four Children in the explosion, and he, like all other able bodied survivors, had put aside his own grief, rolled up his sleeves and joined in the desperate and heroic work of saving lives. Whatever cars or trucks survived the blast were automatically used as ambulances. That's the car pulled into the parade ground at Halifax City Hall. Richie Caskey looked up at the huge clock tower. The time had stopped at 906 a. M. The very moment of the explosion. It stood as a grim testament to the instant when life in the city changed forever. Prime Minister Borden's stepped out of the car and walked over to the driver, gesturing for the young man to get out. Thank you so much, son, he began. And the good people of Canada thank you as well and are grateful for your devotion and service during this time of need, major giving step forward, saying the people of Massachusetts extend their deepest sympathy for your loss, sir, and we will do everything humanly possible to help your city. Franceschi stepped forward and warmly shook the young drivers hand. The driver stood in the snow, wearing only a thin grey coat and new clubs. Franceschi took off his own thick wool coat on, removed his leather gloves, wrapping the code around the driver's shoulders and tucking his gloves into the pocket. telling him. God bless you. Justice Row Chesky. Prime Minister Borden and Major killings were about to turn and enter the chaotic scene at City Hall. They heard the young man see, Please tell the people of Boston, Massachusetts Thank you and tell them we will never forget their kindness and our darkest hour Never.