June 15th, 1972. Twenty-nine thousand feet. Lunch coming down the aisle.

It wasn’t quick. The plane came apart and it fell. And most of them were alive for what came next.

It took two and a half minutes to reach the ground.

Two uncles fly to Saigon. Six caskets come home in July. And in Holy Angels Cemetery, a twenty-two-year-old man stands at the graves of his entire family.

This is Episode 4. Two and a Half Minutes.

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