Herbert Morrison (journalist)

American journalist (1905–1989)
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Herbert Morrison
Born
Herbert Oglevee Morrison

(1905-05-14)May 14, 1905
Connellsville, Pennsylvania, U.S.
DiedJanuary 10, 1989(1989-01-10) (aged 83)
Morgantown, West Virginia, U.S.
OccupationRadio journalist

Herbert Oglevee Morrison (May 14, 1905 – January 10, 1989) was an American radio journalist who recorded for broadcast his dramatic report of the Hindenburg disaster, a catastrophic fire that destroyed the LZ 129 Hindenburg zeppelin on May 6, 1937, killing 35 people.

Morrison was born in Connellsville, Pennsylvania, on May 14, 1905,[1] to Walter Lindsay Morrison and Bertha Frances Oglevee Morrison. Morrison's father left the family early, and Morrison moved with his mother and older brother to Scottdale, Pennsylvania, when he was a young boy. The home he grew up in belonged to his grandmother, who supported the family by taking in boarders.[2]

The Hindenburg disaster

Morrison and engineer Charlie Nehlsen[3] had been assigned by station WLS in Chicago to cover the arrival of the Hindenburg in New Jersey for delayed broadcast.[4]

At the time, radio network policy forbade the use of any recorded material other than that used for sound effects, and Morrison and Nehlsen had no facilities for live broadcast. Even so, the results still became the prototype for news broadcasting in the years that followed. The event had no effect on this policy, and recordings were not regularly used until after the end of World War II.

Morrison's description began routinely, but changed instantly as the airship burst into flames:[5]

It's starting to rain again; it's... the rain had (oh) slacked up a little bit. The back motors of the ship are just holding it (uh) just enough to keep it from...It's burst into flames! Get this, Charlie; get this, Charlie! It's fire, and it's crashing! It's crashing, terrible! Oh, my! Get out of the way, please! It's burning, bursting into flames and the... and it's falling on the mooring mast and all the folks between it. This is terrible, this is one of the worst catastrophes in the world. Oh it's... [unintelligible] its flames... Crashing, oh! Four- or five-hundred feet into the sky and it... it's a terrific crash, ladies and gentlemen. It's smoke, and it's flames now; and the frame is crashing to the ground, not quite to the mooring mast. Oh, the humanity, all the passengers. screaming around here. I told you: it... I can't even talk to people, their friends are on there! Ah! It's... it... it's a... ah! I... I can't talk, ladies and gentlemen. Honest: it's just laying there, mass of smoking wreckage. Ah! And everybody can hardly breathe and talk and the screaming, lady, I... I... I'm sorry. Honest, I... I can hardly breathe. I... I'm going to step inside, where I cannot see it. Charlie, that's terrible. Ah, ah... I can't, I... Listen, folks: I... I'm gonna have to stop for a minute because I've lost my voice. This is the worst thing I've ever witnessed.

Live acetate disc recording from the scene of the Hindenburg disaster

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