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My seatmate [in 19-F], whom I had not seen before, now came to and began yelling, ‘Please help me, please, somebody help me.’ He had a tree lying on top of him, and I could only see his head and one boot. I asked him, ‘What do you want me to do?’ I could not get him out. I told him to try to think of something else. I knew I could get out, and I would send some help.

I did not think the [fireball] caused my burns. I think that I got my burns when I shimmied out of the aeroplane. Everything that was metal was so hot it was like touching a hot griddle. As I got out through the tail I was still about eight feet off the ground. I saw the hood of a car that was slanted, and I slid off of it and ended up at the front porch of the house that was connected to the carport.