A
sobering piece in today's SF Chronicle on the side effects of the search and what does not happen in these situations when you're not world-famous:
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Originally Posted by SF Chronicle, 9/10/2007
The search for Fossett across a 17,000-square-mile swath of the Sierra Nevada has revealed the wreckage of eight other small planes that had never, until now, been discovered. And each of those crash sites holds clues to the fates of other fliers who went missing in what is starting to look like the Bermuda Triangle of the western United States.
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Little is known about the eight crashes spotted in the past week, because searchers have swooped in only long enough to ascertain they were not Fossett's plane, said Civil Air Patrol spokeswoman Maj. Cynthia Ryan. The Fossett mission involves dozens of planes including state and federal aircraft as well as some owned by private volunteers, hundreds of ground searchers and new technology that can scan the rough, dense terrain with more than 15 times the detail of the naked eye.
"Yeah, there are special resources being devoted to this because of who he is," Ryan said at a news briefing last week. "We wouldn't have a Cessna Citation at our disposal unless it came from (hotel magnate) Barron Hilton's ranch. So yeah, there are some differences, let's not be coy about that. But the basics of what you see here today is what we devote to every search."
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The article goes on to recount a disappearance of a pilot in 1964 that has gone unsolved for 40+ years, leaving just as many agonized family members in its wake...
The rich are different from you and I,
Buffy
