Eastern Air Lines Flight 663

Eastern Air Lines Flight 663 was a scheduled domestic passenger flight from Boston, Massachusetts, to Atlanta, Georgia, with scheduled stopovers at at New York International/Idlewild Airport (now John F. Kennedy International Airport), New York; Richmond, Virginia; Charlotte, North Carolina; and Greenville, South Carolina. On the night of February 8, 1965, the aircraft serving the flight, a DC-7, crashed near Jones Beach State Park, New York, just after taking off from JFK Airport. All 79 passengers and five crew aboard perished.

National Transportation Safety Board (NTSB) and Civil Aeronautics Board (CAB) investigations determined that evasive maneuvers undertaken by Flight 663 to avoid an oncoming Pan Am Boeing 707 caused the pilot to suffer spatial disorientation and lose control of the aircraft. The accident remains the third-worst accident involving a Douglas DC-7.

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