4 LESSONS IN LIFE FROM FLIGHT 1549 SURVIVOR!


Note from Michael Manning: Each of us is like a diamond; there are different angles to who we are and what we do. For instance, I have my own story about how I became a commercial aviation journalist in the late 1980's, and a helicopter news anchor for NBC in 2003. Many years later, I learned that a strong newspaper editorial I had written for a big city newspaper was submitted as an "Exhibit" in Court by ALPA (Airline Pilots Association Union) during hearings that ultimately prevented ex-Continental Airlines chief Frank Lorenzo from re-entering the airline industry with a low-cost/low-fare airline to be called ATX. This was really the beginning of my journalism career, and broadcast news would follow shortly thereafter.
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The news media reports of the January 15, 2009 water ditching of US Airways Flight 1549 has a thread to my life as well. On October 27, 2004 I was invited by then US Airways Chairman Dr. David Bronner to fly to Crystal City, Virginia for an intense private meeting with then President & CEO Bruce Lakefield. Bruce was a retired nuclear submarine Commander in the Navy and had saved the now-defunct Lehman Brothers brokerage house before being recruited out of retirement to save or liquidate US Airways. In between television commercial shoots, (and frustrated by my Agent's decision to take an extra week on her Honeymoon in Hawaii) I drove to the reference library to study the plan that was announced by an attorney for US Airways (in a shaky voice). I found that plan "impaired" and felt that I could do better with a dose of simple common sense. Within two weeks of 18-hour days, I hammered out an "Alternative Plan of Reorganization" for the airline. The plan was reviewed by the Acting FAA Administrator, US Airways' Bankruptcy Judge, the head of the Department of Transportation and a couple members of Congress along with company officials. So, with two hours of sleep I boarded a 6 AM flight wearing an Italian cut suit and dress loafers and carried a briefcase as a sole passenger on a DeHavilland DHC-100 turboprop plane to a meeting that was hard-hitting and afterwards, physically draining. Bruce called my presentation "Ninety-nine point nine percent on the money". But as he predicted, the airline's largest creditor, Airbus Industrie quashed my plan (my plan refocused the carrier back to a fleet of American-manufactured Boeing 737 jet aircraft for a draconian transition from an International "Legacy Carrier" to a "Low Cost/Low Fare" Domestic US carrier while retaining substantially all of the company's employees and their jobs).
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A lot has happened since that morning. I don't know who was tougher in that meeting--me or Bruce. But we had enormous respect for each other afterwards. Three years ago, smaller Phoenix-based airline America West bought the larger bankrupt US Airways and there are still many unfortunate issues of corporate strife that I don't need to go into. But in terms of "tying two threads together", when Frank Lorenzo decided his presence was a liability for Continental Airlines in 1990, he hired the headhunting firm of Heidrick & Struggles to find his replacement. Below is an edited account by Heidrick & Struggles Managing Partner Gerry McNamara of what he experienced as a passenger on board US Airways Flight 1549. But perhaps more important, he shares with us 4 LESSONS IN LIFE the ditching incident in New York's Hudson Bay taught him. Enjoy your Sunday!
Michael
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Gerry McNamara: "Thursday was a difficult day for all of us at the firm and I left the Park Avenue office early afternoon to catch a cab bound for La Guardia Airport. I was scheduled for a 5 PM departure, but able to secure a seat on the earlier flight scheduled to leave at 3 PM. As many of us who fly frequently often do, I recall wondering if I'd just placed myself on a flight I shouldn't be on! Just prior to boarding I finished up a conference call with my associate, Jenn Sparks ( New York ), and our placement, the Chief Information Officer of United Airlines. When I told him that I was about to board a US Airways flight, we all had a little fun with it. I remember walking on the plane and seeing a fellow with gray hair in the cockpit and thinking "that's a good thing...I like to see gray hair in the cockpit!" I was seated in 8F, on the starboard side window and next to a young business man. The New York to Charlotte flight is one I've taken in what seems like hundreds of times over the years. I love to fly, always have, and this flight gives a great view of several New York landmarks including Yankee Stadium and the George Washington Bridge. I had started to point out items of interest to the gentleman next to me when we heard a terrible crash - a sound no one ever wants to hear while flying - and then the engines wound down to a screeching halt. 10 seconds later, there was a strong smell of jet fuel. I knew we would be landing and thought the pilot would take us down no doubt to Newark Airport . As we began to turn south I noticed the pilot lining up on the river still - I thought - en route for Newark . Next thing we heard was "Brace for impact!" - a phrase I had heard many years before as an active duty Marine Officer but never before on a commercial air flight. Everyone looked at each other in shock. It all happened so fast we were astonished! We began to descend rapidly and it started to sink in. This is the last flight. I'm going to die today. This is it. I recited my favorite bible verse, The Lord's Prayer, and asked God to take care of my wife, children, family and friends. When I raised my head I noticed people texting their friends and family, getting off a last message. My Blackberry was turned off and in my trouser pocket with no time to get at it. Our descent continued and I prayed for courage to control my fear and help if able. I quickly realized that one of two things was going to happen, neither of them good. We could hit by the nose, flip and break up, leaving few if any survivors, bodies, cold water, fuel. Or we could hit one of the wings and roll and flip with the same result. I tightened my seat belt as tight as I could possibly get it so I would remain intact. As we came in for the landing, I looked out the windows and remember seeing the buildings in New Jersey , the cliffs in Weehawken , and then the piers. The water was dark green and sure to be freezing cold. The flight attendants were yelling in unison "Brace! Brace! Brace!" It was a violent hit - the water flew up over my window - but we bobbed up and were all amazed that we remained intact. There was some panic - people jumping over seats and running towards the doors, but we soon got everyone straightened out and calmed down. There were a lot of people that took leadership roles in little ways. Those sitting at the doors over the wing did a fantastic job. They were opened in a New York second! Everyone worked together - teamed up and in groups to figure out how to help each other. I exited on the starboard side of the plane, 3 or 4 rows behind my seat through a door over the wing and was, I believe, the 10th or 12th person out. I took my seat cushion as a flotation device and once outside saw I was the only one who did. None of us remembered to take the yellow inflatable life vests from under the seat. We were standing in 6-8 inches of water and it was freezing. There were two women on the wing, one of whom slipped off into the water. Another passenger and I pulled her back on and had her kneel down to keep from falling off again. By that point we were totally soaked and absolutely frozen from the icy wind.
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"The ferries were the first to arrive, and although they're not made for rescue, they did an incredible job. I know this river, having swum in it as a boy. The Hudson is an estuary - part salt and part fresh water - and moves with the tide. I could tell the tide was moving out because we were tacking slowly south towards Ellis Island, The Statue of Liberty, and The Battery. The first ferry boat pulled its bow up to the tip of the wing, and the first mate lowered the Jacobs ladder down to us. We got a couple people up the ladder to safety, but the current was strong pushing the stern of the boat into the inflatable slide and we were afraid it would puncture it. There must have been 25 passengers in it by now. Only two or three were able to board the first ferry before it moved away. Another ferry came up, and we were able to get the woman that had fallen into the water on the ladder, but she just couldn't move her legs and fell off. Back onto the ladder she went; however, the ferry had to back away because of the swift current. A helicopter arrived on station (nearly blowing us all off the wing) and followed the ferry with the woman on the ladder. We lost view of the situation but I believe the helicopter lowered its basket to rescue her. As more ferries arrived, we were able to get people up on the boats a few at a time. The fellow in front of me fell off the ladder and into the water. When we got him back on the ladder he could not move his legs to climb. I couldn't help him from my position so I climbed up the ladder to the ferry deck where the first mate and I hoisted the Jacobs ladder with him on it. When he got close enough we grabbed his trouser belt and hauled him on deck. We were all safely off the wing. We could not stop shaking. Uncontrollable shaking. The only thing I had with me was my blackberry, which had gotten wet and was not working. (It started working again a few hours later). The ferry took us to the Weehawken Terminal in NJ where I borrowed a phone and called my wife to let her know I was okay. The second call I made was to Jenn. I knew she would be worried about me and could communicate to the rest of the firm that I was fine. At the terminal, first responders assessed every one's condition and sent people to the hospital as needed. As we pulled out of Weehawken my history kicked in and I recall it was the site of the famous duel between Alexander Hamilton and Aaron Burr in 1804. Thankfully I left town in better condition than Mr. Hamilton who died of a mortal wound the next day! I stayed with my sister on Long Island that evening, then flew home the next day.
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"I am struck by what was truly a miracle. Had this happened a few hours later, it would have been pitch dark and much harder to land. Ferries would no longer have been running after rush hour and it would not have been the same uplifting story. Surely there would have been fatalities, hypothermia, an absolute disaster!
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"I witnessed the best of humanity that day. I and everyone on that plane survived and have been given a second chance. It struck me that in our work we continuously seek excellence to solve our client's leadership problems. We talk to clients all the time about the importance of experience and the ability to execute. Experience showed up big time on Flight 1549 as our pilot was a dedicated, trained, experienced professional who executed flawlessly when he had to. I have received scores of e-mails from across the firm and I am so grateful for the outpouring of interest and concern. We all fly a great deal or work with someone who does and so I wanted to share this story - the story of a miracle. I am thankful to be here to tell the tale. There is a great deal to be learned including: Why has this happened to me? Why have I survived and what am I supposed to do with this gift? For me, the answers to these questions and more will come over time, but already I find myself being more patient and forgiving, less critical and judgmental.
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"For now I have 4 lessons I would like to share:
1. Cherish your families as never before and go to great lengths to keep your promises.
2. Be thankful and grateful for everything you have and don't worry about the things you don't have.
3. Keep in shape. You never know when you'll be called upon to save your own life, or help someone else save theirs.
4. When you fly, wear practical clothing. You never know when you'll end up in an emergency or on an icy wing in flip flops and pajamas and of absolutely no use to yourself or anyone else. Thanks to all who have reached out. I look forward to seeing you soon!"
Gerry McNamara
US AIrways Flight 1549 Passenger



20 Comments:
Great post!!!
have a good week
love, jess
Thanks, Jess and Love to You Too! :D)
That was an excellent piece. I love flying and things like that don't make me think too much. My brother did have 20 employees on that plane. No doubt they were being watched over by a higher power.
Excellent story and really good advice.
Isn't it amazing how the bottom line never includes common sense?
DJ: At work, when a colleague and I notice a beautiful girl we look at each other and say "There is a God" and walk off to whatever we are working on. We use that humor to break the tension in our day. It gets hilarious on those rare occasions where we say it almost at the same time, but a little out of synch and it sounds like a password spoken at some Fraternity Hall door entrance from college days. But all joking aside, my friend,...I agree with you. There is a God and it was for me, Divine Providence that the Airbus stayed together in one piece. You bet!
P M: It was nice to see the common sense in this one! :)
That was an awesome read and restores ones faith in humanity! God Blessed all of those people that day@!
Unbelievable story..
Can't even imagine what it would have been like.
awesome post!
you rock,
:)
Patti: God is Good, yes! I agree. :)
Green Tea: Having started my Private Pilot's License and encountered everything commercially from an engine-out on takeoff to very severe turbulence, twice I thought I "bought the farm" (not including my crash-landing in a hot air balloon and being dragged 35 feet half way out of the gondolla. OUCH! But I am here! :D
Girl Rants: SO DO YOU! :-D)!
i almost started crying reading this post.
because a few days before that crash, i was in a major earthquake and i had to be rescued too. so i can relate to everything Gerry said.
especially the part about being grateful.
it's good advice.
Seraphine: I remember that from your BLOG. You sound to me like a peaceful, fun and grateful soul! ;)
Wow, I can't miss posts with you can I?
First great post.
You must have the respect of lot of people (besides your readers)to be asked to do what you did.
The problem with most things is Big Business trumps common sense most tim3es for the almighty dollar especially when jobs are on the line.
RE: point #4 - you may not know this, but we fly standby with our friends who are Air Canada pilots. They (AC) require their staff and guests flying with them to wear business-type clothes; not a suit, but generally "nice" clothes. IE - no jeans, no open toed shoes like sandals or crummy running shoes.
This rule exists for profile issue. Because if we're bumped to first class, which is very likely, they expect you to look like you belong there, as the other 1st class patrons who paid a lot of money to be there would be rather upset if they ended up beside some ratty looking hooligan with his baggy jeans around his knees and his boxers showing.
And rightly so.
Walker: You would not believe the painful stories I know of 3 friends whom I love and admire who are now jobless. We must all pull together and network our friends with ANY contacts we have to help them fight this desperate situation with solidarity!
Martini: Not too long ago you would never dream of stepping foot aboard Pan Am without being dressed properly and with an attitude of Gratitude and Respect. Much of that is gone now, I agree. Alaska does a very nice job too!
What a great post! I'm still amazed at that story and how no one was even seriously injured. I'll have to show his last point to my mom, who is one of those "you dress to impress" folks when she flies.
Becky: I am not and never will be a fan of Airbus aircraft; I'm a Boeing guy all the way. Some of my friends are managers in Renton. But I was surprised that the A321 held together. My pilot buddies call it "the plastic airplane". By the Grace of God, everyone survived. Dressy is fine, so long as you can ditch a heavy coat or backpack during a water ditching. lol!
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