I am posting this story because it is being removed as we speak. flight 1989 crossed paths with flight 93 and landed in cleavland, I believe this was
the origin of the cleaveland airport mystery on 911.
256.com...
Since the webpage no longer exsits, I am not going to quote it but paste my copy of it.
Traveling on Delta Flight 1989 on 9/11
[My thoughts about the day can be found at 9/11/2001 Thoughts. A detailed
timeline of the events of the day at 9/11/2001 Timeline. I've also collected
some pictures of 9/11.]
[This was written by a friend of mine and I find it interesting from a couple of
different angles. I thank her for the permission to post it. As an aside, the
Delta flight 1989 she was on was initially thought to be flight 93 since they
were very close in the sky at the time that 93 was hijacked. Her flight was the
only 8am flight out of Boston bound for LA that was not hijacked. It was also a
767 and full of fuel. Given discussions with some of the 9/11
skeptics/tinfoil-hat-types out there, I felt compelled to add some additional
details and some comments from the author of this piece. I also have scanned in
her scrapbook from the time. ]
Date: Thu, 13 Sep 2001 12:19:40 EDT
Subject: A close brush with death and happy to be alive
Dear Friends,
Many of you knew that [my spouse] and I and many [fellow] employees were on an 8
am flight from Boston to LA on Tuesday morning. I am happy to be alive and to be
able to tell you of the events of our harrowing journey. Even though it has been
only 48 hours since we departed Logan, it feels as though a lifetime has passed.
[My spouse] and I and six other fellow [...] employees were on the 8 am flight
from Boston to Los Angeles on Tuesday, but we were on the Delta flight [1989],
the one out of three 8am flights departing Logan that did not get hijacked.
Instead, we were forced to make an emergency landing in Cleveland because there
were reports that a bomb or hijacking was taking place on our plane. The pilot
had radioed that there was suspicious activity in the cabin since one of the
passengers was speaking urgently on his cellphone and ignored repeated flight
attendant requests to stop using his cell phone while in flight. Also, there was
an irregularity in the passenger manifest because there were two people [with
the same middle eastern name] who were listed but only one aboard.
After our emergency landing, our plane was directed to go to an isolated area of
the airport, and we waited for over two hours in quarantine before FBI agents
and bomb sniffing dogs came out to the plane. Just after we landed, the pilot
gave us permission to make one very brief telephone call before we were banned
from any further telephone use. The sixty or so passengers were thus able to
gather some alarming details of the unbelievable fates of the other two LA-bound
planes and the collapse of the World Trade Center towers, the suicide bombing of
the Pentagon as well as reports of other plane crashes in PA and LA (LA proved
unfounded) before we were cut off from any further communication. Unfortunately,
all this information only added to the alarm and confusion we felt as we waited
for over two hours far away from the gates of the airport.
Finally, a caravan of cars bearing FBI and Treasury agents and bomb sniffing
dogs approached our airplane. About twenty or so armed FBI agents and police
officers boarded the plane and said there were concerns about our flight and
that they were taking precautions to rule out any further danger. We finally
were allowed off the plane, told to take all of our personal items and leave
everything at the edge of the tarmac. While our personal effects were examined
we were taken to a secure building at the airport where for three hours we were
interrogated at length about any unusual or suspicious activities we observed at
Logan that morning or during our flight. We were all alarmed and distraught
about the dribs and drabs of information we were slowly getting from our
telephone calls (none of us was able to see a TV or listen to a radio) and
feeling unbelievably lucky to be alive.
The agents interrogated two of the passengers at length and we later learned
that one of them had an expired drivers' license and that the social security
number on his license did not match the one he gave. Despite these unusual
circumstances, we were all eventually released and went back to the airplane to
gather our belongings. We were then escorted out of the airport without going
through the main terminal to avoid what the FBI called a "media circus" because
the mayor of Cleveland was holding a press conference stating that there was a
bomb on our plane and a hijacker in the cabin. Fortunately we were unaware of
these goings-on at the time or it would only have increased our alarm. (By the
way, the Cleveland Plain Dealer newspaper the next morning confirmed all of this
and reported that the mayor retracted his comments later that afternoon.)
Because we were in protective custody or detention at the Cleveland airport for
so many hours I was not able to make phone calls to let our children know we
were okay, and child [...] spent a couple of extremely distraught hours after
the school assembly announced the horrific events of the morning. S/he knew [my
spouse] and I were on an 8 am flight from Boston to LA and when s/he learned
that the two airplanes that crashed into the two WTC towers were 8am flights
from Boston s/he feared the worst. S/he called home but there was no one to take
the call. S/he had to wait a couple of agonizing hours before we were finally
able to call the school to let [them] know we were shaken but alive.
Fortunately, I was able to reach [my other child's] school and they pulled
[her/him] out of class to reassure [her/him] that we were safe before making the
announcement of what had happened that day. We were also able to relay
information to [our other child] that we were safe before s/he learned what had
happened.
Eight other of our employees, including my [sibling ...], left earlier that
morning on another flight to LA, a Sun Air flight that made a connecting stop in
Minneapolis. [My sibling] is feeling fortunate that the terrorists did not
target their plane because it probably did not have the full load of fuel that a
direct flight to LA would have, and it seems they targeted only nonstop flights
filled to capacity with fuel. In all, there were 16 [company] employees on two
flights to LA leaving at or around 8 am Tuesday heading for [the company's]
semi-annual training in LA. The statistical odds of all of us escaping injury
and harm are mind-boggling.
My [sibling ...], a [...] executive at [...], works frequently out of an office
in the World Trade Center and we were unable to reach him because the telephone
circuits to NYC were jammed. I knew s/he and [spouse ...] had vacation plans
sometime in September, but I couldn't remember when they were supposed to be
back in NYC. We later learned that s/he and [spouse] were just returning from a
vacation to Paris and were over the Atlantic when the disaster struck and their
plane was turned around to return to Paris, where they remain until they are
able to get back home.
hese have been the most devastating hours and days. Although it is only two
days ago, I feel that a lifetime has passed by. So many people's lives are
forever altered. Yesterday while I was watching Good Morning America I was
stunned to see three members of [a] family from Onset/Wareham on the television
and learned that their brother [...], whom I knew as a child, was on the
American Airlines flight that crashed into the WTC. He was supposed to fly out
on Monday, but events changed and he was delayed until Tuesday.
Our brush with death was frighteningly close. When our company made the travel
arrangements for our trip to LA two months ago, [my spouse] told the staff to
book us on the American flight 11, the flight we usually take to LA, but in the
day it took for the travel agent to get back to us, the price of the flight had
gone up several hundred dollars, and for economic reasons only, [my spouse]
instructed the staff to look for a less expensive flight. Fortunately, Delta
Airlines had a lower fare. With gallows humor we have all been expressing how
grateful we are that [my spouse] is so economy-minded when it comes to travel
expenses. Humor aside, though, we are all shaken by how close a call this was,
and humbled by the realization that with all of these coincidences, Someone
Above must be looking out for us.
In another ironic twist, I had not planned to go on the trip to LA because of my
very full schedule of conservation work and the usual back-to-school activities
at this time of year. [My spouse] has been very patient and supportive of all
the work I've been doing even though it has interfered with our personal lives
and was understanding but very disappointed that I would not be joining him on
the trip to LA. So, I decided two weeks ago that I would surprise him and meet
him in LA by taking another flight. Everyone at [the company] was in on the
secret. His assistant [...] helped me explore other flights, and since I had a
lot of frequent flier miles on American Airlines we were trying to book a flight
on American. She got flight information, but was unable to reach me by telephone
to finalize arrangement and e-mailed me. I mistakenly wrote back to her at her
home email to tell her to book the flight, and our communications missed each
other ...............
[edit on 28-5-2008 by IvanZana]