alaskaflyer
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I had a dream last night, of something that happened a while ago...
When I was a relatively young police officer, I was sent one afternoon to the residence of an elderly gentlewoman in a nice neighborhood on the south side of town, to deliver the news that her husband had been killed in a small airplane crash. She was alone, so I sat with her a while until her adult son could drive from his office downtown. As a relatively new officer this was my first real death notification without a more senior officer present, usually the police chaplains took care of them but I think they were unavailable or somesuch and there was a time factor because the crash was going to be on the TV news...so I was sent. But I was very uncomfortable. She was gracious in her grief, and was probably more concerned about me than I was of her Anyway, then I knew little about being a pilot and was not interested in flying, so I never really followed up on the rest of the story. until now.
http://ntsb.gov/ntsb/GenPDF.asp?id=ATL93LA137&rpt=fi
Not sure why I had that dream, but today I looked up the accident in the database. Carb ice forced an attempted off-airport landing in a homebuilt which has a pretty high stall speed as I understand it.
Just one of many stories floating around in my brain I guess.
I get carb ice relatively often in my aircraft, so it is hard to understand why someone wouldn't recognize the signs...but who knows? Never definitively proven.
When I was a relatively young police officer, I was sent one afternoon to the residence of an elderly gentlewoman in a nice neighborhood on the south side of town, to deliver the news that her husband had been killed in a small airplane crash. She was alone, so I sat with her a while until her adult son could drive from his office downtown. As a relatively new officer this was my first real death notification without a more senior officer present, usually the police chaplains took care of them but I think they were unavailable or somesuch and there was a time factor because the crash was going to be on the TV news...so I was sent. But I was very uncomfortable. She was gracious in her grief, and was probably more concerned about me than I was of her Anyway, then I knew little about being a pilot and was not interested in flying, so I never really followed up on the rest of the story. until now.
http://ntsb.gov/ntsb/GenPDF.asp?id=ATL93LA137&rpt=fi
Not sure why I had that dream, but today I looked up the accident in the database. Carb ice forced an attempted off-airport landing in a homebuilt which has a pretty high stall speed as I understand it.
Just one of many stories floating around in my brain I guess.
I get carb ice relatively often in my aircraft, so it is hard to understand why someone wouldn't recognize the signs...but who knows? Never definitively proven.
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