The recent 35 W bridge collapse in Minnesota brings back memories of
a local bridge collapse that occurred on August 2, 1920 when John Arthur
“Jack” Verkuilen, 19, the fourth and oldest son of John and Hattie
Verkuilen, met a terrible death when he was carried down by the collapse
of the Grand Avenue Bridge over the Black River. The 35W bridge
collapsed exactly one day short of the 87th anniversary of the Grand
Avenue bridge collapse.
The feature article below was written by Mary C. Dodd.
In the spring of 1920, at the age of 19, John began to work for Clark
County as a truck driver. In July he returned home for two weeks
to help with the haying on the farm and then returned to Neillsville, WI
to again assume his duties for the county. On August 2, 1920,
while driving an empty five ton truck across the Black River in
Neillsville, John met with a terrible accident and was killed. A
newspaper article describing the accident is quoted below:
“Killed by Falling Bridge” “Young Man Met Terrible Death” “Grand Ave.
Bridge Over Black River Collapses”
“Verkuilen
was engaged in driving one of the large county trucks and was about at
the center of the bridge when it collapsed without warning. He was
struck on the head by a truss rod and he fell to the floor of the
bridge. A large upright iron support caught him near the lower
abdomen and he was horribly mangled. The iron support was of such
great weight that it was some time before jacks could be secured to lift
it up and take the body of the unfortunate young man from the wreckage.
He lived for fifteen or twenty minutes, although unconscious, and died
before he could be rescued from his terrible position.”
“Verkuilen had been engaged all summer in driving one of the large
trucks which haul shale for the county from the pit near the rifle
range. All of the large trucks cross the river at the Grand Avenue
Bridge and it would seem that their passage had loosened the support on
the south end of the bridge. Verkuilen was returning to the pit
and met John Gullickson, who was driving another of the county trucks
and had slowed down for a moment’s conversation as they passed. When
midway across the bridge, Verkuilen’s engine stopped and he had gotten
out, to crank it again. At that moment, Gullickson’s loaded truck
crossed the weakened support and it is supposed that the weight caused
it to collapse instantly. The bridge settled quickly to the bed of
the river, but Gullickson’s truck remained upright and hung on the
incline which resulted. Gullickson escaped any injury whatever.
Wm. Meihack also escaped death by a narrow margin. He was driving
his passenger car across the bridge at the moment and his car was just
beside Verkuilen’s truck when the bridge collapsed; a large iron cross
beam fell across the hood of his car, smashing it down. The beam
missed striking Meihack by about a foot.
The article went on to describe Jack as a “fine young man of nineteen
years of age. During the few months that he worked here he made a great
many friends by his sterling and upright character and the entire
community was saddened by the news of his untimely death.”
By strange coincidence, Grandpa Verkuilen happened along the accident
scene shortly after accident occurred. Ha had been the chairman of
the county board for many years and had made it his routine to come to
Neillsville to attend to county business the first of each month.
The newspaper reported that “Mr. Verkuilen, Sr., had reached Neillsville
from Thorp just a few minutes after that accident had occurred and
noticed the crowd at the river as he drove into town. He started
down and as he turned the corner he was met by Dr. Bradbury and Geo. Ure,
who broke the sad news that his son had been the victim of this most
terrible accident.”
John Verkuilen, Jr. was buried in St. Bernard’s Cemetery on Thursday,
August 5, 1920. The funeral Mass was officiated by Rev. John
Neises with Rev. Korcyzk of Posen and Rev. Novak of Willard assisting.
The Catholic Foresters, of which the deceased was a member, were
pallbearers and acted as a body guard from the church to St. Bernard’s
Cemetery. The presence of hundreds of friends and a wilderness of
beautiful flowers expressing their silent sympathy helped the bereaved
family.” As one of the many newspaper articles put it, “His death is the
first break in a usually happy family circle.”
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