My Mother: For saving my life and letting me live it afterwards.
My wife Audrey: The years we have known each other have not been easy for her. She came into a family that had been devastated by the crash and we talked (a lot) about people she would never meet. She has been so supportive over this time. I could not have handled returning to Ljubljana in 2017 without her. She was willing to tell and ask people things that I found difficult to do myself.
Brigita Zorec: For replying to my initial and subsequent emails. For taking my wife and I to the memorial and being so sympathetic to my feelings. For putting me in touch with Marko Ličina, Metka Derganc and Igor Ravnik.
Jure Murko: Brigita’s colleague who has helped my cousins, Teri and Bill, visit the memorial.
Marko Ličina: For giving us his time at the National Museum of Contemporary History to go through photo archives of the crash itself and the ceremony that took place at the Sports Hall before the coffins were transported back to the UK.
Metka Derganc and Igor Ravnik: For all of the help given to me, my mother and all of the other survivors in 1966 and for meeting my wife and I on Friday 23rd June 2017. I had worried that we might not know what to say to each other but that fear was completely unfounded. This single meeting has probably been the best therapy that I could ever have wished for.
Mirko Derganc and the wonderful staff at the hospital in Ljubljana in 1966. Although I have not met any of these since 1966 there will always be a special place for them in my memory.
The Ljubljana Ambulance and Fire Department rescue services: I have read about the extreme difficulties of the rescue mission in a paper written by Mirko Derganc in 1972. Like Mirko Derganc and the hospital staff, there will always be a special place for them in my memory.
The people of Slovenia: In 1966 the warmth and support given to all of the survivors by so many people was so comforting. In addition, when my wife and I travelled to Ljubljana in June 2017, everyone we met was so kind and helpful. The woman on the plane that we took to Ljubljana who was concerned that I was OK as we came into land; the taxi driver from the airport into Ljubljana who remembered the crash; the florist who made up the beautiful bouquet for me; the people at the Sports Hall who were too young to remember the crash; the porter at the hospital who was not too young to remember and went out of his way to find a young woman who could speak English so that she could translate our questions and his answers.
There are too many to mention on just one page so please follow the above link to find what I have written about them.