Saturday, July 27, 2013
My brother, Michael, and his three friends all walked away from this plane crash a week ago.  The many, many people that love him are grateful beyond words.  He pointed out that his wasn't the first  such event within the family.  My husband, Terry, has made two emergency landings - one in a field and one at Ellington Air Force base.  My brother, Jerry, had to land his banner-towing airplane on the beach during a surfing competition in Virginia Beach.  My dad, winning the uncoveted prize for most  dramatic (to say the least) unexpected departure from the skies, had to ditch his A-6 Intruder over Vietnam after it was hit by enemy fire, resulting in an almost eight year stay at the Hanoi Hilton.


Mike Denton said...

I hadn't seen this night pic. The "assisted forced landing into trees" was just before sunset. Very fortunate of course. May have done a few things better, but final landing felt more like an elevator jolting to a stop than a crash. Then again, you remember how rough elevator rides can be don't you Mal?

Madeleine Doak said...

The elevator ride wasn't nearly as bad as what preceded and followed it. Kinda comfy, actually, though the memory is foggy on the details. All in all, a horrifying experience that still makes me laugh. Such occasions really show you who your friends are!