I grew up listening to this story. It seems like just about everyone in my family attended Marshall (including myself). My uncle (by marriage), his brother was one of the team members that died in the crash. My uncle came to Marshall the following year and played for the Young Thundering Herd. Everytime I watch the movie, read an article about the crash, watch a documentary about the events of Nov. 14, 1970...I get chills and can't help but tear up. This tragedy will be in our hearts forever, but like they say, "out of the ashes we rose." We are...Marshall...forever!