Racing to the Wreckage
The Hopp brothers then jumped in Conrad’s truck, a ’54 Chevy, and raced across the fields of alfalfa, dodging the falling debris that was coming down from the sky. They got to an irrigation ditch and a patch of trees, so Conrad parked as his headlights were shining a light on the back of an airline seat.
wreckage United Airlines Flight 629. Source: Pinterest
The night was just settling in, and it was chilly. Conrad’s brother climbed over a fence and ran straight towards the wreckage. “Go get some coats!” he yelled to Conrad. But it was at this point in his recollection that Conrad had to stop himself. “I’m sorry,” he said. “I can’t do this.” It was understandably tough for Hopp to remember seeing a body still strapped into the seat by the seatbelt.