United States' Deadliest Nightclub Fire of All-time - The Horrific Cocoanut Grove Fire of 1942

By Prinalgin, Associated Content

 

 The Cocoanut Grove fire in Boston, Massachusetts of November 28th, 1942 is still this nation's deadliest nightclub fire. Only the Iroquois Theater fire in 1903 Chicago killed more people in a single building in the United States than the Cocoanut Grove blaze. The Cocoanut Grove was one of the old town's most ritzy hangouts, and on that fateful autumn evening it was filled to more than twice its legal capacity of 460. Little could they have known that they would all be scrambling for their lives when a fire broke out in the downstairs lounge, one that would sear itself into the soul of the state capital for decades to come.

The entire Cocoanut Grove club was decorated with paper palm trees, a disaster waiting to happen. It eventually did on that Saturday night a little bit after ten o'clock, as a couple of overzealous lovers, looking for a dark spot to cuddle, unscrewed a light bulb in the Melody Lounge, located in the downstairs section of the Cocoanut Grove club. A busboy named Stanley Tomaszewski was ordered to screw the light back in. The bulb was located among some of the decorative but highly flammable palm fronds that were all over the club, and when Stanley lit a match to help him locate the socket after he had accidentally dropped the bulb, fire broke out in the Cocoanut Grove club.

Waiters tried to put the fire out with water but were unsuccessful, as the amused patrons looked on, not realizing how serious the situation would become in an incredibly short span of time. The fire picked up steam and made its way quickly across the ceiling and up a stairwell into the Cocoanut Grove dining room. A woman screamed and ran across the floor, her hair burning, and then complete chaos ensued. The flames were everywhere and panicked patrons headed for the exits. But the doors that came out on the side streets had been welded shut to keep anyone from skipping out on their food and bar tabs. A huge plate glass window that could have been smashed and used as an escape route was boarded up tight. The main entrance to the Cocoanut Grove was a big revolving door, and to this portal the majority of the people flocked as the fire was everywhere within five minutes of its first being discovered.

Scores of people were being overcome by the flames and the smoke and they fell, trampled upon as the throng pressed to escape. The main entrance became a deathtrap, as only a precious few were able to get out the revolving doors before they jammed. People fell upon one another and stacked up like cordwood, many died where they lay by the glass doors. Firefighters tried to pull bodies from the door, only to have legs and arms pull right away form the charred corpses. In the end, the firefighters had to actually dismantle the revolving doors to gain access to the Cocoanut Grove. Any side doors that were unlocked opened inwards, and as the people pushed against one another in the horrified frenzy to get out, those closest to the doors could not open them due to the crush of the crowd.

Among the dead was movie star Buck Jones, famous for playing in the Westerns of the day. Jones had been fighting a cold but had been talked into going to the Cocoanut Grove nightclub and he paid for the decision with his life, dying right at his table, overcome by smoke. The Boston College football team, number one in the country, had been scheduled to be at the Cocoanut Grove that evening to celebrate their anticipated undefeated season, but Holy Cross had whipped them 55-12 that afternoon and the plans were cancelled, sparing them the horror of fighting the flames to survive. A Coast Guardsman named Clifford Johnson had helped many to safety, going back into the burning Cocoanut Grove fire to rescue people. He suffered awful burns over half of his body, many to the bone, and it took him almost two years to recover. Johnson married one of the nurses that helped him regain his health and he was able to walk out of the burn unit on his own.

The area hospitals filled with the dying and the injured. Many passed away from the effects of smoke inhalation. When all was said and done and the dead were finally identified and counted, the toll was 492, a number that surely would have been higher if not for a mock attack by German forces the week before that had been staged to test the preparedness of the hospitals, meaning that there were plenty of extra supplies on hand to treat the incoming patients. Even with this level of readiness, of the first 150 people brought into Mass General that night, 150 didn't make it.

Hearings were held to find the cause of the blaze and who was responsible for the conditions that killed so many. The busboy that many suspected had unintentionally started the fire was let off the hook, but the club's owner, Barney Welansky, was not. It was found that the Cocoanut Grove was well over capacity, the busboys were under legal age, an inspection of the club's palm tree decorations showed that they were highly flammable, and an electrician that had done most of the wiring of the club was unlicensed. Also, the plate glass window had been boarded up, costing hundreds their lives. Welansky and eleven other men were indicted for their role in the Cocoanut Grove fire, but only he was convicted. He was sentenced to a dozen years, but he was let out after less than four, dying from cancer that would kill him nine weeks after his release from prison.

Because of the Cocoanut Grove fire, new laws were enacted that banned flammable decorations and inward swinging exit doors. It became mandatory to have always visible exit signs and revolving doors that were a primary entrance had to have a normal door on the side. But these laws are only as effective as the people that enforce them, as seen by the recent death of 100 nightclub patrons in the Rhode Island Station nightclub fire. An ironic side note to the Cocoanut Grove fire was the fate of the heroic Clifford Johnson. He returned to his native Missouri, where he went to work driving a fuel oil truck. On the night of December 20th, 1956, Johnson's truck skidded off the side of the road and caught fire. He was trapped in the cab and burned to death, a fate he had painfully escaped at the Cocoanut Grove, only to suffer it fourteen years later.

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