No matter how many times you see this picture from Hurricane Hattie in 1961, it always leave an impact on you
I can see my parents drugstore, Central Drugs Store, on the other side of the bridge. They told us that the mud was 7 feet high for several days!! I wasn't born yet but from their stories, I could tell it was horrible. They lived at Foreshore and lost a lot of stuff. Thankfully they were safe!!
This hurricane had an impact on a whole generation of Belizeans. It is always interesting to read about someone's Hattie experience on the outskirts of Belize City (what was then Prisoner Creek), on Caye Caulker (casualties were high on many Cayes), in a village like Mullins River and in Dangriga.
I have sat at the knees of my mom and elders and listen to the stories about Hatti and though I wasn't there it was frightening all the same to hear it all. May the souls of the departed rest in peace
The experience of one interviewee suggested that abandoning one’s place of residence for a seemingly safer place was not always the best decision. The decision was often made too hastily based on fear and the hazard of getting form one place to another was not contemplated enough. One interviewee and her family survived the storm at their family home at the foot of the Pound Yard Bridge on the southside of Belize City. With her husband confident that the family home could withstand the hurricane, she recalled that the decision was made not to go to a nearby hurricane shelter at Matron Roberts Health Center. Her family was joined by relatives at their home and they settled in to endure the hurricane.
But she recalled that when the wind started blowing and a sheet of zinc on the roof of the roof came loose her guest became frightened. Though a nearby house had collapsed, her family was reluctant to leave the house. They eventually made the decision to abandon the house and go to the health center. That was the wrong decision she indicated. A strong wind made it all but impossible to walk, and the party of 18 did not get too far. They then decided to go back home but had to seek temporary refuge in the nearby collapsed house. Eventually, they were able to get back into their home as a length of rope was found and a safety line tied between the two building to assist them in going back into their home.
There are other stories about decisions that were made in the midst of the hurricane that would help determine the faith of those who told their story about their hurricane experience. A teacher at the Anglican school in Pomona (Stann Creek District) when the hurricane struck, one interviewee recalled that a day before the hurricane made landfall she was convalescing at the Stann Creek hospital. Against the advice of nurses at the hospital, she decided to leave the hospital and return to Pomona 13 miles inland from Stann Creek Town to be with her family. Doing so she felt this decision might have save her life, since the hospital was largely washed out to sea during the hurricane.
Report of casualties directly tribute to Hurricane Hattie which struck British Honduras on October 31, 1961.
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In Pomona she made another faithful decision that resulted in lives being saved. Some of the residents of Stann Creek town had traveled to the inland village of Pomona to shelter from the hurricane. The Anglican school where she taught was to be used as the hurricane shelter. But knowing that the new building was poorly constructed, she explained being adamant about not using the building as a shelter and instead chose the church to be the shelter. Wanting instead for the church to serve as the shelter, her insistence led to heated exchange with a citrus grower and prominent resident of the village. He had been instrumental in the construction of the school and wanted it to serve instead as the shelter.
She prevailed and the church was fortunately used as the shelter. She described how while in the church being able to observe the scene of the hurricane’s destruction, as the wind got stronger. She observed flying corrugated zinc roofing decapitating threes. She also describe a man trying desperately to get into the church, the strong winds slowing his advance. Then in the midst of the howling winds the school was blown down. She recalled that in the aftermath of the hurricane she confronted the grower and stated “What if we had used the school as a shelter?”
I know that in the aftermath of the hurricane some people relocated. Of course we all know that in the aftermath of the hurricane the US allowed a significant number of Belizean to go to that country as refugees (if they had relatives in the US).
I Remember that hurricane ,I was 6 Years old,the water came so high,the winds was horrible ,I was scared,something never to forget.Thank God we are still alive
I recall the stories my mom told me about this. She was 9 yrs old during Hattie. They called the bodies of those recently deceased "Fresh dead" because the unbricked graves were undone and bodies floated up in the floods. The sneaked out if the to go see this. And then she talked about the strange phenomenon when the water is pulled from the sea..the sea empties out....by some tyoe of surge (Does anyone know what this is called?). People got curious to go see it....only to meet a devastating fate when the water returned with a vengeance. Somethings, according to her would have been better unseen, for me it would have been better unimagined. It made me so fearful of hurricanes.
I was upstairs of Paslow Building my whole family my brother got cut with piece of flying glass wasn't nice went back to Piskstock st water nearly up to our waist Henkis family
I'm told my dad and mom were just starting to flirt with each other and he helped protect her family and cemented the love relationship. I might not have been here if it weren't for Hattie.
I was 9yrs old. My dear Uncle Leroy Gullap was Deputy superintendent of the prison and based Rockville Center at the time. He packed up my grandma, my mom, my other uncle, Winston Gullap, my brother, Wilhelm and his family and other folks into a truck headed for Rockville. Five miles before we reached, we had to stop the truck due to the high winds, the rain and rising water. We passed Hurricane Hattie on the side of the road safely, thank God. Coming back we saw the devastation in Belize City. That's when my mom and I went to Corozal and stayed a year. Loved it there.
Where deaths and destruction that occurred at Southern Foreshore and the Barracks is concerned, it pose an interesting question about social vulnerability and the relationship to social class. Houses in these two areas were better constructed than houses in other parts of Belize City, but facing and in close proximity to the sea (the Barracks) and the Haulover Creek (Southern Foreshore) meant that these houses were more exposed to natural hazards (the strong winds and the storm surge).
In his book on Hurricane Hattie the Belizean Canadian Milton Arana wrote about the destruction: "One of the most interesting things to note was the way in which houses had fared. Many large, seemingly secure houses had been swept away. Many small, apparently weak, houses had withstood the storm. It was quite amazing. One of the most badly damaged areas was the Southern Foreshore, lined with big upper class homes. Of one of these homes, only two post stuck out of the foundation. Of another at the Barracks, another
area of big homes, the only thing left was the bare concrete foundation, swept clean by wind and water."
One interviewee who lived at the foot of Pound Yard Bridge recalled that a few hours after the hurricane passed over Belize City and it was calm the late Dr. Bernice Hulse passed her house paddling a dorey and told and told her and others she was on her way to check on her house (located at Southern Foreshore). Dr. Hulse had spent the night of the Hurricane at Matron Roberts Health Clinic, which had served as a hurricane shelter.
While Dr. Hulse had survived the hurricane and fortunately her house was still standing, few of her neighbors lost their lives and the home of many was significantly damaged or destroyed. The most notable resident of the area who lost his life in the hurricane was the Trinidadian born Garveyite (one of the founders of the pro British National Party) Dr. Lionel Francis.
In terms of the help offered by British forces, its interesting comparing the role of the British forces (the colonial power) with that offered by the U.S, Navy (the regional and global power). The Americans arrived in Belize before the British, and their helicopters made it possible for the rescue and relief effort to reach rural areas. (The Mexican plane from Chetumal that crashed in northern Belize would have been the first aid to arrive in the colony. Guatemala also sent a plane) However, when British forces arrived from Jamaica (along with some Jamaican constables) they helped the police and Volunteer Guards patrol the streets and stop the looting.
I survived Hurricane Hattie in the Paslow Building because I did not have time to get home from the movie theater when the hurricane started. Having never been in a hurricane before, as teenagers we did not take it serious, despite the warnings from the older folks who survived the 1931 hurricane. I went to see a movie at Palace theater and around 10 pm we could see through the high windows that the rain and the wind had picked up. We got outside and it was raining sideways due to the wind velocity. Quick decision was to make it to Paslow building. It was packed with people. Around 1 pm the hurricane was in full swing, the lights went out, the roof started peeling off, and people started screaming. It was so scary with the screaming and the pitch darkness that I could not stop my knees from shaking. The hurricane made it feel as if the building would not survive. Around 5 to 6 am the hurricane began to subside and we could stand on the balcony between the windows that protruded outward. The water did not 'surge' in like some people believe, it rose slowly to about 8 to 12 feet. We saw the firemen from the firehouse across the street go next door and smash in the front windows and helped themselves to bottles, even cases of liquor. The water subsided to about 2 or 3 feet when I decided to head out trying to get home. What was normally a 10 min walk turned out to be hours because of the debris and houses fallen into the street. Hurricane Hattie stories can be very long so I better stop here before I bore everyone. From that one hurricane experience, I promised myself that I will always try to avoid a hurricane !!
I was 10 yrs old me my mom my sister's and brother we were able to go at Saintignatious school to weather the hurricane.From what i could recall it started to rain about sometime in the evening,people crowing the building, my mom went there prepared for the stom i didn't know what it was all about all knew my mom woke us up and she told start praying because the building was shaking and the wind was bowling real hard i never in my lifetime heard the wind blow like that it frightening and everybody was praying some was crying. But u know something God is mercyful and Gracious and compassionate to everyone believe and to the unbelievers .
Going to a hurricane shelter was an interesting experience for a lot of people. There were few people who had a vehicle (or access to one), resources and a place to stay outside of Belize City who were able to evacuate. And for those who stayed, there was the initial decision of whether to go to a hurricane shelter. Many people chose not to go to a shelter like the Turton Library or Matron Roberts clinic because they right though that those whether would be crammed with people and there was no privacy.
While those shelters were inclusive they had more exclusive shelters such as the Barclays Bank building where only employees and their family or close friends had access to the shelter. This certainly reflected people's social capital (who you know). As for those who stayed at home like my family, the decision was made about whether the house properly constructed and high off the ground to withstand the hurricane. Some people who felt they had a poorly constructed house went to shelter at the house of a family member, neighbor or friend. Again this reflect their access to social capital.
You are right in that amazing things happen in a natural disaster like a hurricane, and often its seems like its a game of chance in terms of what gets damaged or destroyed by natural hazard that is often seen equal opportunity destroyer. Also, while certain groups are more vulnerable during a natural disaster (the poor, the elderly, ethnoracial minorities, and overall the marginalized), the disaster can have a different impact on two communities or two groups (in close proximity to each other), because of a certain geographical setting. More important, there is a social ecology to natural hazards that can turn to a disaster. The difference on the impact of Hattie on Mullins River vs. Gales point and Freetown Sibun comes to mind, or Caye Caulker and San Pedro. The hurricane also had a greater impact on Stann Creek Town than Belize City.
my mom passed the Hurricane there at Paslow as well. she told us how they walked from Prisoner Creek, Lyons Alley to Paslow. Even though I have never experienced anything close to that it still gives me chills seeing these pictures and remembering her stories of that Hurricane.
I was six yrs old when Hattie i remember my family had to come out of our house during the storm bcaz of the water rising we went cross to our neighbor houses at the corner york & Lancaster st mr.adoulphus zinc flying around like paper that wasn't fun
I was 4 yrs old and I have never forgotten a man they tied to a rope and he save many lives as the water came up to the first floor and people were screaming zincs flying house rocking wind howling and this man went out into the water and few men were holding the rope in the house I have never forgotten the stench days after
The smell of dead bodies was everywhere also they burn the bodies i think it was out at the barracks
I remember after the hurricane we use to go for ration at ywca
This is a copy of pages from the Soldier magazine at the time describing the help offered by the British forces.
Photograph courtesy Noel J. Escalante
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