Some years ago a small plane crashed in downtown Detroit. As the pilot lay dying, residents picked his pockets and stole his jewelry.
This one?
http://www.cnn.com/US/9804/20/plane.crash/
They certainly relieved him of several bundles of marijuana.
-—Some years ago a small plane crashed in downtown Detroit. As the pilot lay dying, residents picked his pockets and stole his jewelry.
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When flight 191 went down from OHare, I had a good friend of mine who was on the Elk Grove Fire Department. Much debris had scattered over the crash site, which was adjacent to, and included a trailer park of poor reputation.
My friend said that residents were not only combing the trailer park for valuables (watches and rings) but the police had to physically force people away from the still smoldering actual impact site while the FD and EMT were going through the fresh wreckage.
My friend said folks were saying “that’s my dad over there” or “my kids were on the plane” which was all untrue, because the looters were on the scene within a minutes after the crash, even before all the fire departments had arrived.
I have wondered how much of his story was true, and how much of it was embellishment.
“Some years ago a small plane crashed in downtown Detroit. As the pilot lay dying, residents picked his pockets and stole his jewelry.”
“It’s Whitey’s fault fo’ makin’ me wannit so bayd.”
You're full of crap, there has never been a small plane crash in downtown Detroit...........