In March of 1962, Binghamton, New York and some of its residents were struck by a tragedy that would make national headlines, and would stick in my nine year old mind. I never realized that, one day, I would make that community my home.
Back in September of 2009, and then again in September, 2012, I blogged about this tragedy, which led to the death of six babies and changes in the method of infant feedings in hospitals all over the United States. My post centered on speculation concerning if a certain woman seen downtown was the nurse accused of this mistake. (I now doubt it, based on a conversation I had a couple of years ago with someone who worked at the hospital where this took place, although not at the time of the incident.)
Several people commented on my blog posts. Some comments are heartbreaking.
An author, Jo Michaels, suggested I might want to write about this. I wrapped some of my research into a "fictional memoir" I wrote for National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo) in November of 2012. But as for writing that book - I couldn't bring myself to do it. Even 50 plus years later, I suspect some of these babies (now grown, of course) still live in this community, as might their elderly parents or other relatives. Some witnesses still live here. The last thing I wanted to do is stir up emotions or cause any pain.
But nothing would prevent me from reading newspapers and other "period" coverage of the event.
I
started my research, during NaNoWriMo, by reading articles in the March 23, 1962 issue
of Time magazine and the April 27, 1962 issue of Life
magazine. The story of the Binghamton Salt babies started out as a
normal day at Binghamton General Hospital on March 6, 1962, according to the Life
article:
"In
the formula room a white-capped practical nurse, licensed by the
State of New York and on this day in charge of preparing the babies'
bottles, lifted the lid from an aluminum two-pound sugar container
and saw that it was only half full. She decided to refill the can.
Following the custom of the hospital, she placed the can on a metal cart, rolled it down the corridor to the elevator, descended to the basement and pushed it along a subterranean tunnel into the hospital's main kitchen. She lifted the two-pound can from the cart and placed it on the floor between her feet in front of two identical, shiny 20 gallon containers standing side by side under a low shelf in dim light. Am small paper tag pasted to the lid of one big container bore the word "Sugar" in plain handwriting Another tag like it was attached to the body of the container. On the other lid the label was born, but on its fragments the letters "S" and "lt" could be made out. "
Following the custom of the hospital, she placed the can on a metal cart, rolled it down the corridor to the elevator, descended to the basement and pushed it along a subterranean tunnel into the hospital's main kitchen. She lifted the two-pound can from the cart and placed it on the floor between her feet in front of two identical, shiny 20 gallon containers standing side by side under a low shelf in dim light. Am small paper tag pasted to the lid of one big container bore the word "Sugar" in plain handwriting Another tag like it was attached to the body of the container. On the other lid the label was born, but on its fragments the letters "S" and "lt" could be made out. "
How many times was this scene repeated in other hospitals throughout the United States, I wonder. A dimly lit room? A salt container with a worn label?
The
Life magazine article continued:
“The practical nurse reached into one of the containers and grasped a scoop. With two scoopfuls she all but filled the small can, enough to supply the formula room for about a week. She wheeled the cart back upstairs.
By the next night, Wednesday March 7, there was trouble in maternity. Five days later, six babies had died in convulsions."
This was only the beginning of a story with all the elements of a top notch drama - tragedy, mystery, an accused nurse herself a mother, a bomb threat, a race against time to find a way to save the poisoned babies, and much, much more. And I declined the writing opportunity.“The practical nurse reached into one of the containers and grasped a scoop. With two scoopfuls she all but filled the small can, enough to supply the formula room for about a week. She wheeled the cart back upstairs.
By the next night, Wednesday March 7, there was trouble in maternity. Five days later, six babies had died in convulsions."
Thank heavens an award winning documentary filmmaker, Brian Frey, decided to make a documentary for our local PBS station, WSKG. Last night, he was going to share his research and archival material, but my back wasn't up to it. Regretfully, I did not attend his talk.
A promo for the documentary has apparently been on You Tube since 2010, so I wonder when this film will be released. I suppose I would have found out tonight.
When I do find out more, I plan to blog about it.
Is there a famous or locally famous event that took place in your childhood, which has fascinated you every since?
Oh, Alana! What a heartbreaking episode! That poor nurse, those poor babies! I'll be watching for your follow-up blog.
ReplyDeleteThe nurse was fully innocent - but this was so sad, all around. I hope this documentary is done with compassion. (I think it will be. I've seen at least one other of his local documentary films, and it was excellent.)
DeleteHow the hell do you judge someone FULLY innocent. Negligence is guilt.
DeleteOh I only ran over those kids because I wasn't paying attention. I'm fully innocent.
Yea, no...
Alana, I haven't heard of this story until reading your blog. How very tragic for all concerned. I can't even imagine what those poor people went through.
ReplyDeleteI can not, either. And, I can't imagine the sufferings of that nurse and what really did become of her. I hope she had a good life afterwards.
DeleteWhat a shocking accident. It's slips like these that cause so much trauma. I did something silly once and have always regretted it. I put a bucket of very hot water on the floor close to my baby. She made her first ever move toward it over the floor and tipped the contents onto herself, scalding her leg badly. The pale skin took about 20 years to change to the normal color.
ReplyDeleteNever heard of this. Very tragic indeed. Sad how it often takes incidents like this to improve systems and methods...
ReplyDeleteMy granddaughter brought up the subject. I was a student nurse (junior year) working in the newborn nursery the day that happened. It was a nightmare!!
ReplyDeleteI'd never heard of this. How awful!
ReplyDeleteEvery so often, when I'm having a conversation about family, relatives or hospitals , I will ask the person if they ever heard about the salt babies. The answer usually ends up, no. I proceed to tell them what I recall, and will give them the abbreviated version of six babies who died when salt was used, instead of sugar in the baby formula causing them to die. That happened today as I was talking to a girlfriend. Why do I know about them, because one of them was my cousin, Debra Ann, whom I never met, being born 5 yrs later. I still can see her name tattooed on my uncle. In my early 20s, I lived with my aunt for a short time and recall a day she told me a reporter was coming by to interview her for an article she was writing about the babies. Revisiting a tragedy 25 years later. I recall a stack of articles and a Time magazine that my aunt had on the table. My understanding is that my uncle clipped and saved articles from the newspapers and the Time magazine. Both my aunt and uncle have since passed. I recall visiting my uncle in the hospital before he died at the young age of 45. As the years passed and I think about the times I would see my uncle, growing up, I have a better understanding how her death impacted his life. I believe his broken heart played a huge part in his early death. My aunt died in her mid 50s, I think she was just better at hiding her pain for I don't think parents ever fully get over the loss of a child.
ReplyDeleteKaren, thank you for sharing these painful memories with me and my readers. I don't think parents ever fully get over the loss of a child, either. I don't think the documentary, if it was made, was ever released. I did find out recently that a young Dan Rather was sent by CBS News to cover this story. Our then county historian wrote about this tragedy in 2020. Hopefully I can add the link here: https://www.pressconnects.com/story/news/local/2020/03/07/spanning-time-remembering-tragedy-salt-babies/4972966002/
DeleteI remember the story being read to me, I'm not sure by which parent. I think I must have been four. I was born in 1958... at Binghamton General Hospital.
ReplyDeleteThe documentary referred to above premiered on WSKG earlier this month. It is available to stream at pbs.org for free until sometime in January 2023, and thereafter with Passport.
ReplyDeleteBen, thank you so much. I was looking at the TV guide this weekend and saw the documentary - it was 3/4 over but I listened to the last 15 minutes. I didn't know it was free to stream this month and I will listen to it later this week. Alana ramblinwitham
DeleteBen, I watched the documentary last night. Although I am not a native of this area, I have lived here for over 30 years. I didn't know any of the background that led to this tragedy. Thank you again for letting me know. Alana ramblinwitham
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