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242 pages, Hardcover
First published June 13, 2006
TheÌýTriangle Shirtwaist Factory fireÌýin theÌýGreenwich Village neighbourhood ofÌýManhattan,ÌýNew York City, on March 25, 1911, was the deadliestÌýindustrial disaster in the history of the city, and one of the deadliest in U.S. history.Ìý The fire caused the deaths of 146Ìýgarment workers â€� 123 women and girls and 23 menÌýâ€� who died from the fire,Ìýsmoke inhalation, or falling or jumping to their deaths. Most of the victims were recentÌýItalianÌýorÌýJewish immigrant women and girls aged 14 to 23; of the victims whose ages are known, the oldest victim was 43-year-old Providenza Panno, and the youngest were 14-year-olds Kate Leone and Rosaria "Sara" Maltese.
The factory was located on the 8th, 9th, and 10th floors of theÌýAsch Building, at 23â€�29 Washington Place, nearÌýWashington Square Park. The 1901 building still stands today and is now known as theÌýBrown Building. It is part of and owned byÌýNew York University.
Because the doors to the stairwells and exits were locked—a common practice at the time to prevent workers from taking unauthorized breaks and to reduce theft—many of the workers could not escape from the burning building and jumped from the high windows. The fire led to legislation requiring improved factory safety standardsÌýand helped spur the growth of theÌýInternational Ladies' Garment Workers' UnionÌý(ILGWU), which fought for better working conditions forÌýsweatshopÌýworkers.
The building has been designated a National Historic Landmark and a New York City landmark.Ìý (, viewed 31/7/21, lightly edited to remove superfluous links and footnotes)
I had to sit down on the curb, I was weak, and there was blood running past me over my shoes, it was water from the fire hoses mixed with blood, it was like a river of blood running past me, it was so terrible, and I just sat there letting it run over my shoes and I couldn't even open my mouth anymore like I forgot how to talk English and I just watched.Ìý Everywhere on the street there was money.Ìý Coins from everyone's pockets, because it was payday and so in their pockets and their stockings they had their money, and it fell out from the pay packets or wherever they were carrying it, and it was all over the street.Ìý They told us before we came here, in America the streets are paved with gold, and this day it was true, but so terrible, to see this money in the gutter.Ìý For what did they work so hard, but to have this money? (p.12)