1995 headlines tell the shocking story of the heat wave disaster that hit Chicago in July. |
My
Columbia College writing teacher John
Schulz penned one of the earliest and best accounts of the demonstrations and street confrontations around the 1968 Democratic Convention in Chicago. He called it No One Was Killed. Perhaps he was premature in that judgement by
27 years.
It
has been a much hotter than usual summer and another blast of steamy heat is
expected Friday and over the weekend.
That and the 25th anniversary
have caused the Chicago media to
recall July of 1995 when more than 700 people died as the city baked
in temperatures that hovered around 100° complete with grainy but graphic archival footage of Chicagoans sweltering and the inconvenient
bodies piled up in refrigerator trailers at the
overwhelmed Cook County Medical
Examiner’s offices and buried unceremoniously
in slit trenches.
There
had been other notable heatwaves in the city, especially in the mid-1930’s when
the city was struck with the same blasting heat that created the Dust Bowl.
But none produced anything like the same mortality rates. Several
factors including humidity levels, a
heat inversion that trapped polluted air over the city, and
frequent spot power outages and brownouts contributed to the toll.
So did the city’s deeply
ingrained racism.
By
1995 many Chicagoans enjoyed air
conditioning. But not so much in the
city’s poorest wards and neighborhoods. Massive high-rise public housing
developments like Robert Taylor
Homes on the South Side and Cabrini
Green on the Near North Side as
well as Chicago Housing Authority (CHA) mid-rise
senior buildings were un-air-conditioned. And unlike the city’s traditional housing stock of two
and three flats, court yard apartments, brick bungalows and other single-family homes, those buildings
did not have good cross ventilation to
cool them at nights. Instead they were
virtual brick ovens that retained
the day’s suffocating heat.
Even
when public housing residents or other poor folks could install window air-conditioning units, many
could not afford to run them due to
the high cost of electricity. Some were even reluctant to use fans.
Moreover and aggressive campaign by Commonwealth
Edison to disconnect power to
those with outstanding electric bills who
they were barred by law from stopping service to during freezing winter months, left many poor folks in
the stifling dark. In addition, during
the heart of the five day heat wave that year record electrical usage sparked wide-spread spot power outages and brown-outs.
Many
residents in high crime areas were
afraid to leave their windows open
at night.
As
the oppressive heat and high humidity settled over the city, trapped smog became a further health hazard for the elderly and those with respiratory ailments.
The
city government was slow to respond
to the growing emergency even as
bodies began piling up at the morgue. The
city did not declare a heat emergency and open cooling centers until the fourth day of the crisis. There was as yet no system for the emergency distribution
of fans or to provide bottled water to the most adversely affected residents.
Eric Klinenberg, author of the
2002 book Heat Wave: A Social Autopsy of Disaster in Chicago, has noted
that the map of heat-related deaths
in Chicago mirrored the map of poverty. Most
adversely affected were the elderly
and isolated—those without family or community support. Old men
with chronic illnesses fared far
worse than elderly women, who tended
to have more social connections to
look after them.
The
exact number of deaths in Cook County may
never be known for sure. Mortality tables show that 739
additional people died in that week above the usual average. Blacks
suffered significantly higher death rates than whites or Hispanics.
A body being loaded in to an emergency refrigerated trailer outside the Cook County Medical Examiner's office. |
Seven
refrigerator trailers had to be used to handle the bodies. Many of the elderly victims lived and died
alone. When it was all over, 41 of the
victims were either not identified
or had no family to claim the bodies. They were buried in plywood caskets in a slit trench in a suburban Homewood cemetery.
A priest reads prayers over the caskets of 41 unclaimed victims of the 1995 heat wave before they were covered by a bulldozer. |
Some
of the deaths were a direct result
of Mayor Richard J. Dailey’s decision
to close the parks, especially the lakefront parks to overnight sleeping to prevent them from being used by Yippies and other demonstrator from using them during the ‘68 Convention protests.
Chicagoans
had been seeking relief from the
heat at night on the shores of Lake
Michigan as far back as the 19th
Century. On October 8, 1877 a rare
hot, dry blanket covered the city and much of the Midwest on both sides of the Lake. Despite the fact that railroad tracks, lumber yards, tanneries
and other industrial buildings, warehouses, and busy wharves and piers blocked easy access to the lakefront in many areas, hundreds, maybe thousands, were sleeping
where they could including the cemetery
that is now Lincoln Park when the Great Chicago Fire broke out. They would soon be joined by tens of
thousands more fleeing the rapidly spreading conflagration.
Chicagoans sleeping in the park on a hot night in the 1950's |
After
Daniel Burnham’s great plan led to the creation of a string of
lakefront parks and public beaches and Chicago’s extensive street car systems made them easily
accessible to residents far from the shores, the custom of whole families
camping out on blankets under
the stars was well established. In the
major heatwaves from the ‘30’s through the ‘60’s the press reported the custom.
That
ended after Abbie Hoffman and Jerry Rubin announced plans for a Yippie! Festival of Life during the
1968 Democratic National Convention to
protest the War in Vietnam. The call
to the Festival invited the youth of
America come to the city and camp in the lakefront parks. Hysterical press coverage imagined thousands
of drug and sex crazed radicals descending of the city and creating “anarchy in the streets.” For their part the Yippies relished the free publicity.
Alarmed,
Mayor Richard J. Daley ordered the Chicago Park District to enact an ordinance closing all parks at 11 pm
and prohibiting any sleeping or camping.
First to feel the effects of the ordinance were surprised troops of Boy
Scouts and veteran’s organizations who
had regularly used the parks for camping.
During a relatively mild heat snap in July families seeking to sleep out
were first turned away.
Chicago Police mass in Lincoln Park before violently pushing Yippies and other protestors out of the park after the new curfew. |
The
battles to clear Lincoln Park of
Yippies and other demonstrators during the Conventions were bloody affairs with Chicago Police Department baton charges
and heavy use of tear gas that
spilled into nearby Old Town Streets.
Almost
everyone expected that things would go back
to normal after it was all over, that either the ordinance would simply be unenforced in future years against
ordinary Chicagoans or that it would be explicitly repealed. But Dailey was terrified
the parks could once again be used by radicals and by rumors that the city restive
and angry West and Southside Black residents would swarm the parks and threaten Loop businesses and the swanky Gold Coast. His lawyers
also advised him that if the camping bans were lifted, the Courts might rule that they had been imposed strictly to limit the rights of assembly and free speech and not, as had been claimed, for general public safety and protection
of park land and facilities from damage.
Year
after year, the sleeping ban stayed and was vigorously enforced, mostly against the homeless who still sought secluded
spots to comfortably rest. By the
1990’s the old custom of seeking relief at night Lake was a more than half forgotten quaint memory.
How
many of these victims might have survived if they still had access to the air
conditioner by the Lake? No one can say for sure, but probably dozens or scores.
They
were the late casualties of the
Democratic Convention.
I was at 410 S Michigan; the Fine Arts Building in a dance studio. Everybody had to wait to be able to leave safely. Vintage jewelry shops were looted, windows smashed. Many were scared of whom or what?! Interesting thoughts on that, I think. also.
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