For Want of a Fiery Coal
For Want of a Fiery Coal
February 15, 1898
Havana Harbor, Spanish Cuba
It was late evening. The ship was sailing into the harbor as a show of force while the island was in the midst of a war fought for 3 years by now.
Below the deck, a group of sailors was playing cards to pass the time.
Everything was fine and dandy until one of the sailors smelled something.
“Hey, what the hell’s that smell?” asks one of the men.
“Maybe the chef’s cooking something really good” jokes another one.
Soon enough, one of the officer's orders someone to go check where the smell was coming from.
When the sailor checked the coal bunker, he could not believe his eyes.
"Oh, sweet mother of Jesus."
The alarm was sounded. There was a fire in the same room where the coal was being burned. If it wasn't put out in time, the whole shop would've exploded.
Fire hoses were taken out and teams were formed. The sailors ran in different directions with orders being shouted left and right.
Soon enough, the fires were put out. Everything got under control the ship was safe. Looking back, the captain thought to himself "We may have just avoided a giant incident"
USS Maine heading to Havana, 1898