I found this posting on the Internet today, and it may be of interest to some of you Betscher readers (See previous posting, entitled "Earl L. Betscher"dated 16 Aug 2004):
This concerns the C-47 Air Force plane crash in Alaska on 5 Feb 1954
when Earl L. (Bob) Betscher was killed:

Touching the Ancient One: A True Story of Tragedy and Reunion
On February 5, 1954 , an Air Force C-47 broke apart over the Susitna Valley of South Central Alaska and fell onto Kesugi Ridge. Six miraculously escaped, survived bone-chilling cold, and were rescued through the efforts of pilots Cliff Hudson and Don Sheldon. Unacquainted with one another before the accident, the Air Force men bonded in the hospital. Forty-two years later, the survivors and their families, the families of the victims, and rescuers came together for a reunion in Dayton , Ohio . It was a meeting that would change their lives. This is a true story, told by one of the survivors. Rupert Pratt's book celebrates life and friendship— themes set appropriately against the backdrop of Kesugi, "The Ancient One."
Published 2006 Rupert Pratt
Biography/Autobiography
392 Pages
ISBN 1587365812
Here is an excerpt from the book, which related to
Earl "Bob" Betscher
Chapter Five
February 5. 1954: I tell about it here, relating what I experienced. The
experiences of others I also include, as told to me and/or substantiated
by military records. In addition, other anecdotal material has surfaced,
some only recently. At the time I was unaware of these peripheral, though
related happenings. I include them because they add perspective.
In the pre-dawn, Maude Betscher was out of bed to see her husband
off. She was six weeks pregnant and had been deathly sick every day.
Today was no exception. With twenty-two-month-old Keith still
sleeping, they kept their voices down.
Lt. Earl "Bob" Betscher was about to leave for Elmendorf to
prepare for the day's flight. He'd been outside to start the car. Maudie
shivered because of the cold he'd brought back inside the trailer. When
he was ready to go, she smiled at the jaunty angle of his battered flight
cap.
"Be careful, Bob." She whispered.
He smiled his broadest smile that said without words. "I will"
"Where to today?"
"Fairbanks . Flying a Beaver to Ladd with one of two passen-
gers. Should be back early, though. You?"
" I thought I might take Keith and go visit Ann Cunningham----
provided I feel better".
For several days she had wanted to make the trip into town. Living
in Mountain View , Alaska had a certain ambiance attached to it, but
sometimes she needed to visit the broader world.
"See you tonight". He said.
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