The first snowflakes were flecking Edwin Walton's windows when his barn roof flashed red in the night. Explosions that followed the first great fireball were still reverberating as the Waltons reached the wreck of Trans World Airlines Flight 128 close to their ranch house in Hebron, Ky. The four-jet Convair 880 bound from Los Angeles with 82 persons aboard was approaching the Greater Cincinnati Airport when it clipped saplings on the bluffs above the Ohio River, caromed over a ridge, sliced through tall timber, and then ploughed into an apple orchard...
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