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　　In this heart-stopping tale, the passengers of the Hudson

River crash landing evoke in compelling detail the terrifying

explosion as both engines were destroyed, the violent landing on

the river, and the thrill of their rescue from the wings and from

rafts. Jay McDonald, a thirty-nine-year-old software developer, had

survived brain-tumor surgery just two years earlier and now faced

the unimaginable. Tracey Wolsko, a nervous flier, suddenly became

other people’s rock: “Just pray. It’s going to be all right.” As

the plane started sinking, Lucille Palmer, eighty-five, told her

daughter to save herself: “Just leave me!” Featuring moments of

chaos and stoicism, fortuitous mistakes and quick instincts,

Miracle on the Hudson is the chronicle of one of the most

phenomenal stories of recent years, one that could have been a

nightmare and instead became a stirring narrative of heroism and

hope.

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　　William Prochnau and Laura Parker write collaborative articles

for Vanity Fair, where Prochnau is a contributing editor. They

interviewed 120 passengers of Flight 1549, as well as many first

responders and rescuers. Prochnau, a former national correspondent

for The Washington Post, has written three acclaimed books,

including Once Upon A Distant War . Parker covered aviation for The

Washington Post and spent 10 years as a national correspondent at

USA Today. They live in Washington, D.C.

　　From the Hardcover edition.

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　　Chapter One

　　Come Fly with Me

　　New York awoke that thursday morning in january to a storybook

scene— Manhattan in a snowstorm; the flakes whipping almost

sideways through the skyscraper canyons and a bright coat of white

blotting out all of mankind's gray. Storybook, that is, if you were

hunkered down and had no intention of flying.

　　Arctic air had also brought in the winter's coldest day, with

early- morning temperatures in the low teens and single-digit wind

chills. Ice formed around the edges of the Hudson and floes halted

ferry traffic in the northern suburbs upstream.

　　Along the Avenue of the Americas, Tripp Harris bent into the wind

as he bucked his way to get his morning coffee at Starbucks. The

one- block walk seemed like a mile. A technological adviser to

banks, he had flown up the night before from Charlotte, North

Carolina—"Wall Street South," as his hometown, a burgeoning banking

center, had become known. For the past four months, the banking

calamity had helped keep US Airways, which had a financial calamity

of its own, flying almost at full capacity on its premier

north-south runs.

　　Harris, one of the modern "road warriors" who racked up miles

with back-to-back business flights, had scheduled a single morning

meeting at Citibank. He would make the turnaround in twenty-four

hours, less if he was lucky. Knowing the kind of mess the snow

would make of LaGuardia, New York's ancient but conveniently

located airport, Harris had booked the five o'clock on US Air. With

a little luck and the hole card of his frequent-flier status, he'd

push for an earlier one—Flight 1549, a two-hour, home-for-dinner

flight to Douglas International.

　　Not far away, a few blocks east of the Waldorf, in a window seat

at the Café Basil on Third Avenue, Beverly Waters, another

Southerner, born and raised just south of Charlotte, drank in the

scene with pure joy. She loved the snow, "the flakes were big and

Christmas-y," and she thrived on watching the sidewalk drama, too.

With their long, rapid strides, the native New Yorkers moved

through the storm as if it didn't exist, and nothing else did,

either. Beverly had had a successful business trip but she was

ready for home and her family. She was a nervous flier, but she

hadn't joined the Xanax set yet. Her boarding pass—seat 21E, Flight

1549—sat snugly in her purse.

　　All around the metropolitan area that morning, others were making

the choices that would place them on the flight of the

decade.

　　In the historic little town of Goshen, New York, an hour and a

half north of the city, the woman who would be Flight 1549's most

senior citizen, eighty-five-year-old Lucille Palmer, took a

midmorning call from her son: "Why are you going down there today?

The weather is terrible," he had said. Her great-grandson was down

there and it was his first birthday, that's why. And though she

couldn't walk very well without her walker, she'd have her

daughter, Diane Higgins, with her. In any case, a little thing like

turbulence at thirty thousand feet didn't bother her a twit.

Neither did snow. She was Brooklyn born, and Brooklyn tough.

　　Bill Zuhowski left Mattituck, Long Island, just before 7:00 a.m.

with six inches of snow on the ground, no match for his '03 Chevy

Silverado. His flying plans didn't include Charlotte, though. He

was headed for an 11:30 Spirit Airways flight to Myrtle Beach,

where he planned to celebrate a buddy's birthday. Zuhowski didn't

fly much, sticking close to his job at a Long Island swimming-pool

company. But he intended to drive the sixty-five miles down the

Long Island Expressway to the Manhasset Station, ride the train the

last fifteen miles to LaGuardia, and be wearing his shorts in

Myrtle Beach by mid- afternoon. Best-laid plans . . .

　　The snow turned the LIE into a mire of fender benders. By the

time Zuhowski parked the Silverado, his train had left. Grabbing a

cab, he made it halfway to the airport before he discovered that

his ticket was still in the truck. When he finally showed up, his

flight had not left; it had been canceled. But the snow had let up

and his dreams of a warm weekend in Myrtle Beach remained alive

when his pal promised to pick him up in Charlotte. Zuhowski booked

a rear seat on US Airways Flight 1549, which still showed on the

reader boards as a 2:45 p.m. departure, although not many LaGuardia

veterans thought that meant much.

　　LaGuardia is an urban airport, not one of the modern exurban

jetports with long, multiple runways and a lot of give and take. It

has two stubby crisscross runways, seven thousand feet each, with

three of the endings over water. Despite its limitations, LaGuardia

remains a favorite for New Yorkers and visitors alike. The airport

was born in good New York fashion, and that is why, with luck, you

can take a cab to midtown Manhattan and get there in twenty

minutes. Back in the 1930s, the city's legendary mayor, Fiorello

LaGuardia, flew home one day with a ticket marked: Destination New

York. The plane, as usual, put down in New Jersey. Enough is

enough, stormed the mayor of the greatest city in the world, and by

1939, New York had not only its World's Fair but its own modern

airport, then considered the greatest advancement in aviation

design and eventually named in honor of the hell-raising

mayor.

　　Seventy years later LaGuardia has become the most congested

airport in the country, a takeoff or landing occurring every

forty-seven seconds. It also has the most flight delays. Add a

snowstorm and it not only do New York skies close down but most of

the Northeast corridor goes with it. The delays on the morning of

January 15, 2009, averaged two hours and fifty-eight minutes until

the sun broke through around noon. Flights began to open up, though

they were still running late. Early birds and latecomers leapt at

the chance for a spot on US Airways Flight 1549, the beleaguered,

twice-bankrupt airline's mid-afternoon mainstay to one of its hub

cities, Charlotte.

　　The group joining Harris and Waters and Palmer and Zuhowski at

LaGuardia was as great a cross section of modern America as New

York could produce. It was also a group of people weighed down by

all the woes of a world teetering on the edge of economic collapse.

Twenty passengers were from the Charlotte-based Bank of America,

just a small contingent of the company's weekly commuters to New

York, there to work on the government-driven merger with failing

Merrill Lynch, which had gone through four months to the day

earlier. "The merger from hell," they called it in Charlotte,

forcing a square peg into a round hole.

　　Some, out of date and out of tune, thought of a flight from New

York to Charlotte as Babylon to the Bible Belt. In 2009, you

couldn't get much further from reality. Charlotte had long since

become the second largest financial center in the country. Its

skyscrapers didn't stretch as high as those in New York, but sixty

stories can scrape some blue and, in good times, a little green. At

the start of the financial crisis, the city's banks counted their

assets in the trillions, not billions, although some of the zeroes

had started peeling off, along with the hopes and futures of many

of the people flying that day. More than one of the bankers on

board was carrying his résumé—out of self-defense. The layoffs in

Charlotte had been extensive. House prices were plunging, pensions

disappearing, worries soaring higher than bank stocks had ever

gone. On January 15, BoA shares dropped to a midday low of $7.35,

heading to half that price a month later and down from their

onetime high of near $55.

　　The circumstances at Charlotte's other major bank, Wachovia,

which had just been bought out of certain bankruptcy by Wells

Fargo, were even more tenuous for the flying merger transition

teams. Three Wachovia executives were returning on the flight after

another round of trying to mesh the inner wheels of their bank with

the mysterious turns of Wells Fargo's.

　　Charles Spiggle, an executive in leveraged buyouts and

acquisitions, was heading home. Spiggle was a top dog at Wachovia.

But, like millions of Americans at that time, he and his wife had

already had their family meeting, cut their discretionary spending,

and tried to imagine what their alternatives might be.

　　"Yes, we were worried," Spiggle said. "Not petrified. But we

didn't know then what was coming. We had had eighteen months of a

credit- market meltdown."

　　But the people coming together at LaGuardia were a cross section

in many other ways, too.

　　A who's who of Flight 1549 ranged all over the map:

　　A gangsta rap, hip-hop music producer from Miami, Raymond

Mandrell

　　A Jordanian Arabic-language specialist from the United Nations,

Heyam Kawas

　　Salespeople of everything from patio doors to newly organized

financial plans to intricately sophisticated software

　　Department-store buyers picking over a shattered New York apparel

market after a disastrous Christmas season

　　One of the country's leading professional drag racers, Chris

Rini

　　A dreaming young singer from Australia, Emma Cowan

　　Young lovers, one a veteran of twenty-seven months in

Afghanistan

　　A Charlotte bride-to-be thirty days away from her wedding

　　Two copilots from other airlines deadheading to their own next

stations, Derek Alter of Colgan Air and Susan O'Donnell of American

Airlines

　　Several students, including a med student researching hospital

jobs in the big town, Alberto Panero

　　A NASCAR executive, Amber Wells

　　A television executive whose network had filmed the story of

September 11's United Flight 93, the hijacked airliner brought down

in a fiery nosedive by passengers who fought back, Billy

Campbell

　　Two New York–based Japanese traders, Hiroki Takigawa and Kanau

Deguchi

　　A computer specialist born in India's Silicon Valley, Balaji

Ganesan

　　Add in three small children—one a nine-month-old lap passenger, a

personal trainer, a Feldenkrais practitioner, a nurse, teachers, a

cartographer, a waitress, lawyers, students, reti...

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　　In this heart-stopping, page-turning tale of fear, heroism, and

redemption, the passengers of the Hudson River crash landing tell

their remarkable stories.

　　Millions watched the aftermath on television, while others

witnessed the event actually happening from the windows of nearby

skyscrapers. But only 155 people know firsthand what really

happened on U.S. Airways Flight 1549 on January 15, 2009. Now, for

the first time, the survivors detail their astounding, terrifying,

and inspiring experiences on that freezing winter day in New York

City. Written by two esteemed journalists, Miracle on the Hudson is

the entire tale from takeoff to bird strike to touchdown to rescue,

seen through the eyes and felt in the souls of those on board the

fateful flight.

　　Revealing many new and compelling details, Miracle on the Hudson

dramatically evokes the explosion and "smell of burning flesh" as

both engines were destroyed by geese, the violent landing on the

river that felt like a "huge car wreck," the gridlock in the aisles

as the plane filled swiftly with freezing water, and the thrill of

the passengers' rescue from the wings and from rafts—all of it

recalled by the "cross section of America" on board.

　　Jay McDonald, a thirty-nine-year-old software developer, had

survived brain-tumor surgery just two years earlier and now faced

the unimaginable.

　　Tracey Wolsko, a nervous flier, suddenly became other people's

rock: "Just pray. It's going to be all right." Jim Whitaker, a

construction executive, reassured a nervous mother of two young

children on board, only later admitting, "I was pathologically

lying the whole time." As the plane started sinking, Lucille

Palmer, eighty-five, told her daughter to save herself: "Just leave

me!"

　　Featuring much more than what the media reported—moments of chaos

in addition to stoicism and common sense, and the fortuitous

mistakes and quick instincts that saved lives that otherwise would

have been lost—Miracle on the Hudson is the chronicle of one of the

most phenomenal feel-good stories of recent years, one that could

have been a nightmare and instead became a stirring narrative of

heroism and hope for our times.

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媒体评论

　  x“Stunning . . . Open this book and you will not close

it until you reach the last page.”—Buzz Bissinger, Pulitzer

Prize–winning author of Shooting Stars and Friday Night

Lights

　　“An extraordinary drama seen through the eyes of ordinary

people.”—Pittsburgh Post-Gazette

　　“Absorbing, inspirational . . . a detailed, moment-by-moment

account of the accident and its aftermath . . . Anyone who

remembers the 　　dramatic . . . event will be riveted.”—Publishers

Weekly

　　“William Prochnau and Laura Parker bring to the passengers’

impassioned accounts of survival the old-fashioned values of the

finest gumshoe reporters.”—Kai Bird, Pulitzer Prize–winning author

of American Prometheus: The Triumph and Tragedy of J. Robert

Oppenheimer

书籍介绍

In this heart-stopping tale, the passengers of the Hudson River crash landing evoke in compelling detail the terrifying explosion as both engines were destroyed, the violent landing on the river, and the thrill of their rescue from the wings and from rafts. Jay McDonald, a thirty-nine-year-old software developer, had survived brain-tumor surgery just two years earlier and now faced the unimaginable. Tracey Wolsko, a nervous flier, suddenly became other people’s rock: “Just pray. It’s going to be all right.” As the plane started sinking, Lucille Palmer, eighty-five, told her daughter to save herself: “Just leave me!” Featuring moments of chaos and stoicism, fortuitous mistakes and quick instincts, Miracle on the Hudson is the chronicle of one of the most phenomenal stories of recent years, one that could have been a nightmare and instead became a stirring narrative of heroism and hope.