Eastern Air Lines Flight 401

Eastern Air Lines Flight 401 was a Lockheed L-1011 Tristar 1 jet that crashed into the Florida Everglades on the night of December 29, 1972, causing 101 fatalities (99 initial crash fatalities, two died shortly afterward). The crash was a result of the flight crew's failure to recognize a deactivation of the autopilot during their attempt to troubleshoot a malfunction of the landing gear position indicator system. As a result, the flight gradually lost altitude and eventually crashed, while the flight crew was preoccupied with solving that problem. It was the first crash of a wide-body aircraft and at the time, the second deadliest single-aircraft disaster in the United States.

Read more about Eastern Air Lines Flight 401:  The Crash, Rescue and Aftermath, Cause of The Crash, The Ghosts of Flight 401

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