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Trapped in the Wreckage
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LIFE
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11 / 1989 |
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Linda Lee Brubaker
Linda Lee Brubaker is a free-lance writer based in Golden,
Colorado. |
As the voices of the survivors hiking out for help dwindled away, 35-year-old Nancy Hill strained to see in the pitch black wreckage of the small, twin-engine turboprop. With her left foot wedged in a hole in the floor and her left arm pinned above her, Nancy was trapped. Later she was to learn her arm, leg, and shoulder were broken, her chest punctured, her hand smashed, and her face so badly cut it would require ninety stitches.
For the time being, though, she concentrated on the sounds of fellow passengers. The man next to her groaned: "I can't get my seat belt loose…" Nancy tried to release the belt with her free hand, but couldn't reach far enough. "My seat belt, my seatbelt," he moaned. Again, Nancy stretched toward him but it was no use. She couldn't quite reach. The man suddenly topped talking and seemed to be unconscious.
Nancy could hear another passenger's labored breathing somewhere in the wreckage. Peering into the inky blackness, all she could see was the door's exit sign, which was now on the floor of the plane. The air reeked of gasoline. She fought down her nausea. Then a new voice called out like a lifeline in the darkness. Someone to talk to! For about an hour, she and Anne-Marie Falsone encouraged each other while they waited for rescue.
Numbing cold crept through Nancy's aching body. How long would it take the other survivors to struggle through the deep, January snow surrounding the wreckage? With her watch on the arm snared above her head, she could not check the time. She called back to Anne-Marie again. "You
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