Sandra L. Logan was born April 15 1940 to Harold D. and Lillian E. (Tillbrook) Logan of William Street, Middletown CT. On July 6 1944 accompanied by her mother and her grandmother, Sandra attended the Ringling Bros Circus in Hartford CT when the circus tent became engulfed in flames. Sandra was trampled and then burned to death. Sandra's father was employed in Hartford as a freight-checker for the railroad, and he saw the smoke in the sky from the fire. Somehow he found out that the Big Top was on fire and he ran to the circus grounds. My grandmother had been found seriously injured on the circus grounds by a Hartford police officer and has been brought to Municipal Hospital, but Sandra was nowhere to be found. At first my grandparents hoped that someone had found their daughter and she would be returned to them, safe and sound. By the next day Sandra's father gave up hope that his daughter had survived, and a neighbor drove him back to Hartford to the morgue that had been set up at the State Armory. There he identified his daughter's body. I was told that her face was black. Sandra was survived by her mother and father, her two grandmothers, a grandfather, and later by three brothers.
Sandra L. Logan was born April 15 1940 to Harold D. and Lillian E. (Tillbrook) Logan of William Street, Middletown CT. On July 6 1944 accompanied by her mother and her grandmother, Sandra attended the Ringling Bros Circus in Hartford CT when the circus tent became engulfed in flames. Sandra was trampled and then burned to death. Sandra's father was employed in Hartford as a freight-checker for the railroad, and he saw the smoke in the sky from the fire. Somehow he found out that the Big Top was on fire and he ran to the circus grounds. My grandmother had been found seriously injured on the circus grounds by a Hartford police officer and has been brought to Municipal Hospital, but Sandra was nowhere to be found. At first my grandparents hoped that someone had found their daughter and she would be returned to them, safe and sound. By the next day Sandra's father gave up hope that his daughter had survived, and a neighbor drove him back to Hartford to the morgue that had been set up at the State Armory. There he identified his daughter's body. I was told that her face was black. Sandra was survived by her mother and father, her two grandmothers, a grandfather, and later by three brothers.
