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been limited in the areas they can search. Most of the searching has been done by the bigger air Force planes flying in twenty thousand feet very equipped with electronic locator that may be able to pick up the beeps from the locator beacon in the missing plane. One pilot was asked how the weather was in the search area. Crowds are overcast, from about three thousand in areas up

to forty five hundred in other areas. Had terrible turbulence in some spots just absolutely turned the airplane upside down to quite smooth another. So it's very unpredictable. Present plane leave Major Starker. The aircraft in question left anchorage or twenty four hours ago. Have you heard anything at all from it? No, we have not. We've had aircraft searching during the last twenty four hours, and we failed to

come up with any positive sightings or reports. At this time, the flight plan was over five miles if you narrowed down at all. No, not yet. The aircraft hadn't reported into any station along the way. The last transmission was shortly after taking off from Anchorage International. You don't feel that your search effort so far has cut down the

areas you have left to search? No, not yet. Probably what we've done through the night is an electronics search, and they had a son emergency locator beacon onboard the aircraft, and it hasn't as yet made any transmissions. Weather in the search area has been bad, just continuing to be bad and maybe a problem for the next couple of days.

From my Heart Media, this is Missing in Alaska, The story of two congressmen who vanished in nineteen seventy two and my quest to figure out what happened to them. I'm your host, John Wallzac. Dawn broke on October seventeenth, nineteen seventy two, with much of southeast Alaska engulfed in a swirling tempest of snow and fog. Dozens of planes and boats stood ready to search for Congressman Hilbogs and Nick Baggage, who had vanished the day before somewhere between

Anchorage and Juno. If only the weather would clear. Terry Holiday was a pilot based in the small town of Cordova on Prince William Sound, and the next day when the search began, we didn't. I was the first responder from the Cordova side, and I only got halfway across the sound before I run into a wall of snow and I just kept working in my way or drittier as a state trooper with me. You know. It was in a beaver and floats and which give me an

optional landing about it anywhere. But it was snow and really hard. The water was white covered with with snow on top of the salt water was not nice, as snow hampered much of the search effort. Attention turned to hundreds of tips that flowed in from the public, including

one in particular which intrigued Air Force officials. Overnight in the tiny town of Nevada City, California, thousands of miles to the south, a man named Roy Harris had picked up a frantic transmission on his ham radio, just playing column for May Day, and they were over water, but they were close to land. He was trying to get as close to land as he could. Evidently engine problems

or something. Was that my understanding what was repeated to me from that's former Nevada City Police Chief James Moon, who took reports from several local men who heard a garbled transmission of a pilot begging for help. They notified the of what they heard of the plane going down. Said they were close some islander or landing him and they were going down, and they kind of give a description of where I thought they were. And I notified

the Shakramonal psoration and they came. I shut up a beating between them and the HAM operators, and they took a report. The last time, new Woman Moon spoke with Al Miller, a HAM operator and retired painting contractor, who heard the pilot say frantically, this is Alaska mobile needing assistance. The pilot told Miller he was twelve miles southwest of Juneo, battling seventy mile hour headwinds and had only eight minutes

of gas left. He said he was flying Assessment three ten, the same model as the missing plane, and that he had landed earlier in the day at a remote airstrip to ride out bad weather before taking off once more for Juno. The pilot broadcasts tail number, but the transmission was garbled. Miller heard in a one and a two. Then oh my god, we're going to hit the rocks. I'm out of gas. I'm heading down. This is it. A few minutes later, the pilot told Miller that the

plane had crashed near Juno. Then one final transmission in morse code, we need help. Everyone was injured but alive. In addition to Harrison Miller, at least three and possibly four other men heard the transmission. But were they telling the truth? Chief Moon believed them, so too did Air Force Major George Eldridge, who spoke with one of them by phone. The Air Force decided to fly them to

Alaska after interviewing them in person. Major Henry Stocker, the search commander, spoke to the press saying that transmission was real, but that the person who broadcast it was likely a hoaxer, a quote sadistic person. For years, I tried to find the Ham operators to have died, and I can't locate the other. Four national accounts of the mysterious transmission mainly quoted Al Miller, the retired painting contractor, past that there's

not much to go on. I filed a Freedom of information after requests with the Air Force, but didn't find many new details. But late last year I got some help. Tracy Liloquist, a Nevada City librarian, dug up an article that ran in the local paper, The Union, in nineteen two, which quoted Roy Harris, another of the Ham operators, that allowed me to compare Harrison Miller's contemporaneous accounts to look

for inconsistencies. I only found two. First, Miller heard the pilot say he had only eight minutes of gas left, Harris heard fourteen. As for the garbled tail number, Miller heard n A one and A two, Harris heard n C twelve. Otherwise, their stories line up. In the Union article, Harris was also quoted as saying that the operators had beamed in on the signal and that it was coming from the direction of Juno. To me, though, what's most

interesting is what Miller heard of the tail number. Remember this was the night the congressman vanished, before their tail number had been widely shared. Again, Miller heard what sounded like N A one A two. The tail number of the missing plane was N one eight one to H seventy two hours after the plane vanished, searchers finally caught a break in southern Alaska. Today, the search continued for House Democratic leader Hail Bogs and three other men. Weather

conditions in the area were greatly improved. The four men were in a light plane which disappeared on Monday on a flight from Anchorage to Juneo. The search now centers around port Portage Pass, southeast of Anchorage. The sky turned blue around Anchorage, Alaska, and suddenly it was possible to see what storm and fog could so treacherously masked the

Portage Pass. Now the rescue teams could effectively scan the most likely area of the accident from the air of the weather clares up there anywhere along the Alpine troops began reconnaissance missions into the ice and snowbound areas and onto the ice of the Portage Glacier itself. At the Air Forces Rescue Coordination Center, which has saved lives in a ten year period. Already, every effort that might help find and save the four missing men was orchis s trading.

We're looking for fires either survival fires, camp fires or emergency signal fiers, anything that may indicate where the aircraft is. Uh. They are coming back now. It is now a daylight and they have returned, and they have nothing to record as yet. Congressman Boggs's tragedy was an old story to Alaska's. This was the rescue mission just this year. The Air Force was well aware that intense attention was focused on

its rescue operations. The most involved spectator of all was Mrs Hale Boggs, who drove out to the Portage Glacier to see for herself the dreadful force of nature which seemed to have claimed her husband. The chances seemed slim, but Mrs Boggs said she still believed her husband would be found. Shortly before Lindy Boggs flew to Anchorage, she had received a call from President Next Time, Mrs Box,

the wife of the Majority leader. Hello, Mrs Box, I know this is a very hard time for you and your family, but I wanted you to know that Mrs Lex and I are thinking about your and we're just braying that out in that snow. They're gonna they're gonna find him. Work around up there yeah. Well, we were, as you know, doing everything we can. The government said not the week that we can do it. But there every search plane is on and uh. But but you just keep your faith. Okay, you get my best to

you those wonderful children. Thank you, grandchildren two okay, okay, thank you. Nixon also called Peggy Beggett. Hello, Mrs Bigitch. She is the wife of the congressman from Alaska who is missing. Hello. I wanted you to know I talked to Mrs Box earlier today that Mrs Nixon and I were are thinking of you and just talking for the best on your trip. That's uh. It was a terrible shop to all of us to read about it. And would you to your six children to that that we

called from us. I know it's a tough time for you, but you know, just keep the faith. The best in Alaska. A reporter asked Major Stalker, the search commander, if he had enough manpower and aircraft. We have more than enough to do the mission. We have ten h C one thirties various configurations. They're all search qualified aircraft. We have enough cruise. We have the C A P with an abundance resource of light aircraft. We have helicopters, we have

post guard. We even have a post guard cutter available to us. We have the forces necessary to do the mission. The search initially focused on Portage Pass, a narrow gap through towering, snow covered mountains just fifty miles southeast of Anchorage. Okay, I mean a little portage Pass. I can't tell you. I can't tell you how many airplane crashes we've had in Portage Pass. I can't tell you how many friends I've lost in Portage Pass. Definitely it looks very benign.

But what happens is, you know, you fly to the end of turning an arm out of Anchorage and then you're gonna pop over Portage Pass into the Sound, and that thing gets sucked in with fog and it's just like flying into the black hole. Teresa Gerson, who we heard from an episode one, has been a flight attendant for nearly thirty years. In nine she was a young

volunteer for the Civil Air Patrol. So in our state of extreme weather conditions, extreme weather conditions, which is something I need to talk about, is that in leaving Anchorage to fly to Juno, you fly past the largest ice field and and what happens is that the wind just roars down the glacier when we say, oh my goodness, it's gustin on the hill today. Most places that would be a hurricane or something. Here it's just a big wind.

So with no in the knowing the route from Anchorage to June one, flying past this huge glacier with which makes its own weather, you can only imagine what they might have run into. The missing plane was supposed to follow a specific route V three one seven, which would have taken it through Portage Pass, over Prince william Sound

and onto Juno. It's hard to fully grasp the vast beauty of Prince Williams Sound and the Fiords, mountains, glaciers and islands that fill it in surround it without looking at a map. So maybe pause for a minute and pull it up on your phone, and while you're at it, also look up Portage Pass. On the morning of October six, Donald Mellish, who had hosted a fundraiser for the congressman the night before, was driving with his two sons on his way to the Kenai Peninsula to go canoeing when

he spotted a dark veil on the horizon. As we had then we dry right sorge that portage pass, and I could disturble ends along this ang along the water. They're cotinely, there's terrible winds, and they're just a boiling black mass in this sportage pass. And I thought to myself, already, tell you know, they probably didn't fly that day, but

they did. And anyway, I still remember that because I had to get out for the far every f R check by loads and make sure I didn't blow the can off the top of the bar, just falling that hard that morning. Only twenty minutes before the congressman took off, an Air Force helicopter had abandoned an attempt to cut through the pass after encountering severe turbulence. In November, curious to see the pass for myself, I flew to Anchorage

and chartered a small plane. At the time, I only had my crappy phone to record some audio from the air. On a clear sunny day, the passing surrounding mountains are stunning, so I see it wow, emerging from the past. I looked below and spotted the tiny town of Whittier, nestled between mountains and sea. A day later, wanting to see the pass from the ground too. I parted a trailhead

near Whittier and hiked into the mountains alone. Today is November six, and I'm standing right Portage Pass in Alaska, about fifty miles southeast of Anchorage. I had all the way up here and saw footsteps in the snow part of the way, and now I don't see anything. I don't think anybody has been up here in a little while. It's twenty one degrees and I haven't seen anybody since I got here. The passes book ended on one side by mountains and a massive glacier, and on the other

by Prince William Sound. Between the sound and the past sits Whittier, population two five, A town accustomed to raging storms. Whittier has fierce weather, and I really mean fierce, and snow so hard that I've several times I've seen the geese had to land because they couldn't get through the pass either. They were sitting on every light post, every every place, tree, how cars, everything else, and the snowflakes will be as big as my hands, sometimes just waffling down.

Dorothea Taylor, a retired teacher, lived in Whittier for several years In the nineteen six seas and seventies, and the mounds are high on each all around. Then they're glaciated. Well, that win comes pitching in there from either side. That will come bow like crazy from the ocean side for a long time, and then uh, it will get just as much forth coming through the path and it keeps doing that trying to equal wife. That's pressure. So yeah, they have big storms, they have big snows, they have

lots of rain. But when it's a beautiful day, that is the most beautiful place you ever saw. At ninety four years old, Taylor is a fearless woman. In At the age of eighty six, she garnered international attention when she saved her husband from a rampaging moose, hitting it with a shovel until it ran off. In nineteen seventy two, right after the congressman disappeared, she led a group of her students into the surrounding mountains to look for the

missing plane. We regressed appropriately and we went out and then started taking up the mountain and we had then acts and lunch, whatever you need, and then we got fogged in up there. Yes, we were up there for probably an hour just sitting in place. I said, don't anybody moved, Just stay right where you are and we'll just talk and that. But we will move until the

fog starts to go. About an hour later, it started to move out, but it was so thick you couldn't see anything there for that hour we were we were quite a ways up. It was very steep up there, and uh, the kids did very well, and we looked and then they cleared up and we could use our binoculars and and they're pretty good at looking for things when they live out in the bush like that, but

we never did see anything. As Taylor and our students start supportage path on foot, Angus Lynn, a reporter who had flown in from New Orleans, was high above in a military plane. I hooked up with the Alaskan Air Command. They said, yeah, we can take you up tomorrow morn. I said, great, So I got on. Asked the captaine, I said, how long are we going to be up? He says, well, we got enough fuel for eight hours?

And I'm thinking, oh, ship eight hours an airplane. We weren't up eight, but we were up maybe six and a half or something like. That's a long flight, you know. And uh, he said don't worry. There's plenty of there's plenty of barth bags on board. Because what it is, it's a it's a visual search. So you'd be you'd

fly up. I mean you're literally doing this. You're flying up the side of a mountain and down the side of a mountain, you know, into a pass, maybe a glacial pass, and then back up and you just repeat it. As I remember, John, they were assigned areas to go search, and I mean that was all drawn out on maps before they took off. Here's where you're searching today. So it's not like they just took off on a goose chase, you know, saying we're gonna go take a look at Hey,

why don't we go over there. It's not like jumping from fishing spot to fishing spot, you know, when you you're in a boat. But Lynde got back to Anchorage. He went to a library to do some background research. I said, look, I'm I'm interested in you know the history of this. Uh you know the bush pilots and plane wrex and you know private plane b sinces. Okay,

I can put you something together, I said, Okay. So when I showed up at the library, there was like a you know when these fold out tables that the guy had set up for me and it was loaded with loosely you know, scrap books like this loaded. He said, this is for twenty years. He said, this is only for twenty years. And I mean I was mind boggled.

I couldn't have gone through that in a week. That's how many planes had disappeared, and how many stories have been written, and how many search not for a high profile figure like uh like Bogs and Beggae, but just bush pilots that had disappeared. Unlike lynd Alan Dodds, Frank, a reporter for the Anchorage Daily News, was well versed in covering aviation disasters. That the one thing you really learned as a reporter in Alaska's how to cover a

plane crash. So not long after I got there, a troop plane chartered I think it was a Flying Tiger charter carrying troops to Vietnam, crashed at the end of the Anchorage, Alaska International Airport runway, and I think forty nine people died. We were burnt up in the crash because the plane was fully loaded with fuel and caught fire when it hit something at the end of the runway because it didn't get up in time. So covering

a plane crash was a big deal in Alaska. And and so you when you covered that first crash, were you there on the scene right after it went down? I not only was I on the scene, I I had been out. A bunch of us have been out. One of our, my colleagues was sitting in the Captain Cook Hotel Crowsness Bar and sort of saw the crash from the bar, which is the highest point in Anchorage at the time, and so we all scrambled out to

the airport. I remember going out there was that there was a snowstorm, and I was wearing wolfers, which turned out to be nuts because I ended up getting minor frost bite. And I remember pacing off in my wafers and about a foot of snow or more, um how far off the runway the plane had gone before it stopped, and it was like a half a mile. I was putting one ft in front of the other, you know, to measure it exactly. And then I remember going into

the hangar and counting the bodies. There were like once of charcoal was shrunk and combat boots on it. Was really grim and smells horrible. That experience stayed with Dodds Frank for decades, especially as he covered nine eleven for CNN, only blocks from the World Trade Center when it collapsed in nineteen seventy two. It had been his tenacious reporting

to help shape the search for Box and Baggetts. Or the search the first day was in part based on my reporting because I figured I calculated what the flight pattern was, but it should have been to Juno and called every place on the ground along the way, and one of them was a little town called Whittier, Alaska, which is on the on the sea, I mean in the inland passage. But it's one big building that was

a secret building during World War Two. So there's a in the middle of nowhere in the fiord there is a twelve story building that was hidden from Japanese forces. I guess to this day about half the population of Whittier still lives in a single build holding now called the Beggatts Towers. The morning the Congressman vanished, several local residents heard a plane flying overhead. According to Dodds Frank,

if true, that's an important clue. No other flight passed over Whittier around that time, it would mean that the missing plane made it through Portage Pass Pass Whittier and Honor Prince William Sound. The search shifted from the Pass to the sound. So I went out in this glass those planes, which was an observer plane that used to be used during the war, and flo was really low, like fifty ft above the water depending on where you're

looking with the visibility is looking for debris. And what was it like for you to be on that plane over the sound? It was It was really dramatic, and it gave me a real feel for what it is like during wartime when you're hunting an enemy from not far off the ground and flying as slow as you can, but that's still a hundred twenty miles undred, so you cover a lot of territory and you can actually see all kinds of things. I mean, you can see a a soda can floating in the water at that speed

and height. So it was a pretty thorough search. I don't have any doubts that they were. The government did everything it could to try to find him. Jim Shook, an Alaska state trooper, was also searching the sound by air well. We were in the departments woman goose, and we came over the pass its lid here and began what our assigned good Church was. And we did a good search with the goose and actually came close to um an SR seventy one bloop blackboard while you were

in the air. Yes, what shook spotted. The SR seventy one Blackbird was a top secret spy plane. It was a technological marvel capable of flying higher than eighty thousand feet at a speed of two thousand miles per hour, and it had the ability to photograph more than sixty thousand square miles of terrain per hour. The radio crack old with the SR seventy one's pilots giving us his position and that he would be passing from our right to our left, that he was at a higher altitude,

and we acknowledged that. And I saw this small spec to the south, and then a blur goes by an aspec to the north, and of course we were in a position to see quite a distance in both directions, and the speed was blinding and close. That was a pretty interesting part of the search. But we were covering as much areas as we were assigned, plus a little bit and we were actually in a bowl and a tight, tight turn in a bowl alongside the mountains on the

northern side, I think of Prince William Sound. And as we were in the tight turn to the left, both engines quit and uh. It turns out that the pilot had forgotten the transfer fuel and as we were plummeting towards here, um, he started pumping fuel from one tank to another, and the engines caught and the firewalls fob of the course, and it took both of us to pulling on the yolk. You know, I've got my own yolk on my side, and I took both office to pull out of the of the dive and we landed.

We were both pretty well shook up and sat there for a while, and at the time I was a smoker, unfortunately, But anyway, we sat there and smoked, both of us for probably twenty minutes, and then took off again and continued her good search. Sure had plenty of experience in investigating plane crashes, including a very memorable one that occurred a year or two before the Congressman vanished. You know, there was a there was a plane crash of a F twenty seven, a fair child up at Pedro Bay,

um gosh. Back in what was it seventy or seventy one, I was given the job of guarding the bodies at the coolest air guard base and they brought all the frozen bodies in wrapped in plastic and my fellow troopers

my guardian because I was just at Breening Rookie. They turned all the one light off in that huge hangar and told me I had to turn the bodies all night, so they thought for autopsy purposes in the morning, and I was I've never been so frightened in my life, and gave me a pair of boots because they said it would be so slimy. I had to wade through the this run oh God. And of course an hour later they called me from the office and said they were just kidding. A night was over, twenty dead bodies

rolling and thawing and moaning and so forth. O home man, I'll tell you that was my introduction to dead bodies. As the days ticked on, searchers still hadn't found any sign of the missing plane. The search for House Democratic leader Hail Boggs, now in its eighth to day, moved today to the Gulf of Alaska. An Air Force plane spotted debris in the gulf in an area near the flight path of the plane that disappeared on a flight

from Anchorage to Juno with Bogs on board. A Coast Guard helicopter was sent to look for the debris, and it reports that the debris is orange colored. The plane on which Boggs was traveling was orange colored. Searchers spotted many other things too, including a wrecked sailboat and orange rock shaped like a plane, a school of jellyfish, a log that looked like a plane way, a smudge on a glacier, half of plastic, pale sad, a piece of orange wood, a rock slide, a discoloration in the snow,

and a piece of styrofoam. Ultimately, nothing turned out to be from the missing plane, nor did any sign of it show up in photos captured by the SR Blackbird. A sense of despair started to set in. The Air Force indicated today that it may soon call off it's search in Alaska for House majority leader Hail Boggs. The plane carrying Bogs disappeared on a flight from Anchorage to

Juno twelve days ago. Frustrated authorities reviewed other leads they had initially deemed less important, including some from the general public. Early on, the Air Force had detected two emergency signals. The first was weak a hundred and fifty miles northeast of Anchorage, nowhere near the planned flight path. The second, west of Juno, lasted for forty minutes, but neither could

be pinpointed with accuracy. The Coast Guard had also taken a report on October eighteenth from loggers near Juno who heard a light plane passing overhead, followed by a loud boom, But the loggers had heard the sound before the missing Cessna could have made it that far. Authorities determined another dead end. Meanwhile, psychic started to flood the military and the families of the missing men with tips. Dear Mrs Hale Bottles, one letter began, the Lord showed me a vision.

The missing men were twenty five miles southeast of Anchoragees said they only have a few bullets left for the gun, and they have dug a place in the side of a cliff or a mountain where the plane was forced to land, and they climb up there on a ladder to keep animals from getting to them. Lindy got other bizarre letters to including from someone who had a vision of a man in a rose colored suit and a woman who wrote that her method was quote particularly suited

to the semi Arctic and Arctic areas. The military discounted nearly all of these odd tips, saved for one. A curious call the Coastguard received from a man in California. Draw a line from Anchors to Juno. The man said, head west from Juno for two hundred and fifty six point five miles, crossing Yakutat Bay and mause been A glacier, and eleven point four miles from the glacier, draw a line to the coast. Go back and forth along the line for ten miles. The plane is in that area.

Two men are still alive. Investigators took this lead seriously, in part because the tipster had a military background. D FBI dispatched the team to interview him at his house. According to an FBI report, which didn't disclose his name, the man was about thirty five years old, six three and two and fifteen pounds, with dark hair and an injured left arm. Investigators described him as national extremely intelligent,

but somewhat strange. He claimed he got information on the specific crash location from a friend who had access to experimental electronic equipment. It's unclear at the military double checked the spot he pinpointed, which is near Icy Bay, a remote body of water sixty five miles northwest of the town of Yakatat, but it was likely scanned in some capacity at least once by search planes. On November seven, as the search ground on, President Nixon defeated Senator George

McGovern in a landslide re election victory. The missing congressman were also re elected. Two men elected yesterday probably will never take lass seats. The House Democratic lead to haild Bugs of Louisiana and Representative Nick Beggett of Alaska, disappeared in an airplane accident in Alaska three weeks ago. Barring a miraculous survival, there will be special elections to replace them.

Two weeks later, as the search entered its fine old days, Nick Beget's wife, Peggy, received a disturbing letter pasted together from newspaper clippings. Your husband, Mr. Beget, an American Croatian Alaska Democratic rep, has been assassinated by our organization. He and others aboard will not be found reason criminally insane nature of his pact with American croat separatists. Next time

on Missing in Alaska. These two events, in coordination with one another, actually very quickly marked I think an important turning point for chreation terrorists, this idea that there are no innocent victims. As we conclude this episode, I'm giving you four more tasks. First, help me figure out whether or not any of the HAM operators who heard the mysterious transmission the evening the plane vanished are still alive. I know that too, Roy Harris and Ac Fonts have died.

I'm not sure though about the other four, all of whom lived in California, Al Miller and Victor Parker of Nevada City, Ronald Crawford of Olive Hurst, and Joe Tatum Abute. Second, the Los Angeles TV station k n x T now known as k CBS conducted interviews in Nevada City and air to report on the HAM operators on either October seventeenth or eighteenth, nineteen seventy two. I haven't been able

to find a video of the report. Maybe you can help. Third, help me find out what happened to photos taken by the SR seventy one Blackbird. It's possible that they've been destroyed, but documents I obtained from the Air Force didn't make clear their final fate. If you work for the Air Force, you're welcome to contact us anonymously. Finally, help me identify the tipster who phoned in the alleged location of the

wrecked plane citing information from experimental electronic equipment. His name was redacted in an FBI file I obtained, but for some reason, his phone number wasn't and it's an important clue, perhaps the only one at this point, that can help us identify him. His number was three seven eight five two four three. I'm not sure about the area code, but since he called the Long Beach Coastguard station, let's assume for now that the right one is to one three.

So again, his number would have been to one three three seven eight five two four three. See if you can find that in a California phone book from nineteen seventy two. An interesting side note, by nineteen seventy four that particular number belonged to the anti abortion group Right to Life, but I'm not sure if it did in

nineteen seventy two. You can reach us by phone at one eight three three m I A tips that's one eight three three six four two eight four seven seven again one eight three three six four two eight four seven seven, or you can reach us via email at tips at i heeart Media dot com. That's tips, t I P s at i heeart Media dot com. Ben Bolan is our executive producer, Paul Decant is our supervising producer, Chris Brown is our assistant producer. Seth Nicholas Johnson is

our producer. Sam T. Garden is our research assistant, and I'm your host and executive producer, John Wallzac. You can find me on Twitter at at John Wallzac. J O n w A l c z a K. Footage for this episode was provided by CBS, NBC K t VF in the Vanderbilt Television News Archive special thanks to the Elmer E. Rasmussen Library at the University of Alaska, Fairbanks and Tracy Liloquist at the Doris Foley Library for Historical

Research in Nevada City, California. Missing in Alaska is a co production of I Heart Media and Greenfork Media.