New Information on Arson Investigator Found

Reader Bill Baker reports that a family history book reveals new information on the life and career of Winecoff Fire arson investigator Asa Nuckolls. Nuckolls was a premier arson investigator of his time, a veteran of at least twenty seven major probes of fires and explosions including the Texas Grain Ship Fire. His testimony (given by deposition due to his failing health) to the jury in the civil trial two years following the Winecoff Fire asserted that the fire was intentionally set.
Here is what Mr. Baker reports:

AS PART OF HIS CAREER RECORD WE SHOW HIM BEING A CHEMIST WITH
ILLINOIS STEEL CO 1905/1906.

THEN A CHEMICAL ENGINEER, UNDERWRITERS LAB INC.FOR
CHEMISTRY AND HIGH EXPLOSIVES FROM 1909-1946

FINALLY AS A CONSULTING CHEMICAL ENGINEER, UNDERWRITERS
LAB FROM 1946-1950.

THERE IS A NOTE ON ASA IN THE NUCKOLLS BOOK THAT AT HIS DEATH
A NOTICE WAS WRITTEN UP IN THE NEW YORK TIMES AS A FAMOUS
ATOMIC SCIENTIST.

Personal information:
THE TWO REFERENCES ON THESE DATES COME FROM THE FOLLOWING:

THE FIRST VIRGINIA NUCKOLLS AND KINDRED BOOK II
PUBLISHED BY THE NUCKOLLS WORLDWIDE KINDRED ASSOCIATION

E-MAIL DATA BASE ON BRITISH CHEMICAL COMMUNITY 1880-1970

ASA HOPKINS NUCKOLLS WAS THE SON OF DR. JOHN WALTON NUCKOLLS
AND LAURA BUNCH HOPKINS WHO WERE MARRIED 06-05-1878.

ASA WAS BORN 1880 IN SPRINGFIELD, TN
HE DIED IN 1951 IN WHEATON, IL

ASA WAS MARRIED TWICE

1ST TO MYRTLE MONTGOMERY IN 1910. THEY HAD ONE CHILD
HAROLD HARRELL NUCKOLLS.

WE DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO MYRTLE OR HIS SON

2ND MARRIAGE WAS TO HELEN GATES ON 02-03-1928
TWO CHILDREN FROM THIS MARRIAGE
MARY ELIZABETH BORN 05/03/1929
JOHN HOPKINS NUCKOLLS 11/17/1930


Mr. Baker also reports he is himself an eyewitness to to the fire scene:

MANY YEARS HAVE PASSED, BUT HERE IS MY BEST MEMORY OF THAT DATE.

I HAD JUST TURNED 15 YEARS OF AGE (NOV. 10TH). WE WERE LIVING IN THE
TECHWOOD HOMES PUBLIC HOUSING COMPLEX. WE WERE ABOUT A MILE OR
SO FROM THE HOTEL. I WAS ATTENDING O'KEEFE SCHOOL WHICH WAS
LOCATED AT THE INTERSECTION OF TECHWOOD DRIVE AND 5TH STREET.
I BELIEVE I WAS IN THE 10 TH GRADE AT THIS TIME, BUT COULD HAVE BEEN
IN THE 9TH.

MY DAD WAS WORKING IN THE PARTS DEPT. OF JOHN SMITH CHEVROLET CO.
ON WEST PEACHTREE STREET. HE NORMALLY DID GO IN ON SATURDAYS
BUT A LITTLE LATER THAN ON NORMAL WEEK DAYS. I DON'T THINK WE HAD
A TELEPHONE THEN, AND OF COURSE NO TV. WE DID HAVE A SMALL RADIO
WHICH SAT ON TOP OF THE FRIGERATOR. THAT MORNING WHEN WE TURNED
ON THE RADIO ALL THE NEWS WAS ABOUT THE FIRE.

DAD HAD A YOUNGER SISTER WHO HAD BEEN WORKING AS A FRONT DESK
CLERK AT THE WINECOFF, BUT A SHORT TIME BEFORE THE FIRE SHE HAD
MOVED OVER TO THE BILTMORE HOTEL IN THE SAME CAPACITY. AT THIS TIME
I CAN NOT REMEMBER WHEN SHE MADE THE MOVE. SHE WAS LIVING IN AN
APT SOME WHERE BETWEEN THE TWO HOTELS.

AT THE TIME OF THE FIRE MY DAD WAS 43 YEARS OF AGE. WHICH AT THAT TIME
MAY HAVE BEEN THE START OF THE SENIOR YEARS, NOT LIKE TODAY.
THIS WAS THE FIRST TIME I CAN REMEMBER SOMEONE HAVING A "SENIOR
MOMENT". DAD FORGET THAT HIS SISTER HAD CHANGED HOTELS AND TOOK
OFF LIKE A SHOT TO CHECK ON HER.

WE DID NOT SEE HIM AGAIN UNTIL MUCH LATER IN THE DAY, AND HE SAID THAT
HE WAS HALF WAY TO THE WINECOFF BEFORE HE REMEMBERED HER CHANGE.
HE DID A COURSE CHANGE AND DID FIND HIS BABY SISTER. CAN NOT REMEMBER
IF HE FOUND HER AT THE BILTMORE OR AT HER APT. A BIG RELIEF FOR ALL OF
US.

AS FOR ME, ALONG WITH ABOUT 3 OR 4 OTHER BOYS IN OUR MID TEENS GOT
TOGETHER AND WE WALKED UP TO SEE THE HOTEL. OUR FIRST EFFORT
WHICH WAS TOWARD THE BACK OF THE HOTEL WE GOT STOPPED BY THE
POLICE AND HAD TO BACK ANOTHER WAY. THIS TIME WE WENT DOWN TO
BAKER STREET AND WENT UP TO PEACHTREE ST. THAT WAY.

WE STOOD ON THE EAST SIDE OF P'TREE (ACROSS FROM THE OLD ROXIE THEATER)
FOR SOME TIME, AT LEAST I TH INK THAT WAS THE NAME OF THE THEATER,
I CAN STILL REMEMBER SEEING SOME SMOKE AND MANY HOSES. FOR THE LIFE OF
ME I CAN NOT REMEMBER SEEING ANY SHEETS OR BLANKETS HANGING FROM
THE WINDOWS AS SOME CAN.

SORRY THAT I CAN NOT GO INTO GREATER DETAIL, BUT TIME HAS NOT HELPED
MY MEMORY.

THANKS,
BILL BAKER