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Jan. 15th, 2004 12:48 pmOn this day 85 years ago, at right about this time, a 2.5 million gallon tank of molasses suddenly burst on Copps Hill a few miles north of where I'm typing. It poured through the North End in a fifteen-foot wave, knocking down buildings and smothering people and horses. Some flooded cellars weren't fully cleared for years.
If there's one lesson the Great Molasses Flood teaches, it's that sometimes wishing life was more interesting can be a dangerous thing.
(If there's a second lesson, it's that the top of a steep hill might be a dangerous place to build a 2.5 million-gallon tank of anything.)
Unfortunately, my plan to commemorate this event by building a Lego version of the Boston skyline, dressing as the Grim Reaper and pouring a gallon of molasses on it has been cancelled due to the cold weather.
If there's one lesson the Great Molasses Flood teaches, it's that sometimes wishing life was more interesting can be a dangerous thing.
(If there's a second lesson, it's that the top of a steep hill might be a dangerous place to build a 2.5 million-gallon tank of anything.)
Unfortunately, my plan to commemorate this event by building a Lego version of the Boston skyline, dressing as the Grim Reaper and pouring a gallon of molasses on it has been cancelled due to the cold weather.