Today I updated the blog’s content for the first time in a few months. Over the course of the summer I found coverage from both the Chicago and Minneapolis newspapers. Important as Flight 705 was headed to Chicago that February 12th and Minneapolis was the home base of Northwest Orient. Different accounts of the accident. Different stories of the loss felt by so many.
The past few days have brought the first posts to the blog by several individuals who are well connected to 705’s saga. To hear from them is, as one of them wrote, very comforting. How remarkable, after so many decades, to connect with those who know exactly what this part of one’s past means. Especially since I’ve viewed the accident and loss of my dad through such a singular prism since 1963: what it meant to our family. Because we lived in Seattle, we weren’t connected to the communities where most of 705’s crew and passengers lived. Who knows if that would have made a difference? If, by somehow knowing other families who mourned that day, and for years afterwards, it would have made it easier?
Welcome to Kathy and Bobbi, the family of First Officer Robert K. Feller.