He was later court-martialed for negligence in the B-52 crash that occured on that same turn. He was the only officer prosecuted as a result of the crash for not removing a dangerous, arrogant pilot, Colonel Holland. The speed limit didn't apply to bombers.
These are the four men killed in the crash. Colonel Houston was an awfully nice man
whom I worked with daily and was deployed to Roswell with in 1993. He was the navigator in the aircraft when it
crashed. I'd known him for four years.
I'd worked with Colonel McGeehan too, and briefly met Colonel Wolff, who was famous for his briefings on the bombing campaigns of the Vietnam War. I'd never met the dangerous pilot, Colonel Holland, but his reputation was well known.
The next day I drove to the crash site. I needed closure, and seeing the crash site with the four neon-orange cones marking where the charred bodies lay was the only way. I'd had dreams about airplane crashes since I was a child, and to
see one was surreal. Knowing the dead made it one of those times that will silence your soul. The base television station, which had been quiet since Monday, running bulletins about the shooting at the Mental Health Clinic, had just been re-started Friday, the press cleared away from the back gate, we were able to get off the base without hassle finally and life was back to normal for a few hours, and then the crash...