I was at a lodge dinner with my parents in Ceredo. We kept hearing one siren after another. There were no phones in the lodge hall. Jack Hardin, from the Herald-Dispatch, was there and we all walked outside together. The sirens just kept blaring. Jack said "Oh my God! The Marshall plane is due in about now". Unfortunately, he was correct. I am not sure if Jack ever told this story over the years. Lest we ever forget, We Are Marshall.