Today is Anniversary of the Marshall University Plane Crash
I was almost 9 years old when Dennis Blevins died in that plane crash, alongside with almost the entire Marshall University “Thundering Herd” football team and coaches and the flight crew, fans and supporters. I vividly remember that fateful night, November 14, 1970 – watching the TV with my family to see if Dennis’ name was included in the list of those who had died. I remember the names scrolling by, one by one and praying that his name was not there. I remember the sadness that I felt once I saw his name.
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The last time we went to flower the graves of our dearly departed loved ones on Memorial Day, I noticed Dennis’ grave near my father’s grave and sister’s marker – it seemed fitting that he was so close… as we laid a flower next to his name. Remembering you Dennis, especially today, but Always with Love… Never Without!
Thanks Dee Dee..give your mother my love.
Thank you we offen wondered who left flowers on my uncle’s grave We are forever grateful for your thoughtfulness.
I too knew Dennis as family, actually as a cousin. That night was a nightmare for me and I re-lived it many times over. I remember Dennis as a good guy and was proud of him for going to college and setting his life on a brighter path. Thank you so very much for remembering Dennis and the rest of that special Thundering Herd the same way I do; Always with LOVE, never without!
Sincerely with love,
Marco Dowell