Two months after the crash of Southern Airways Flight 242, the National Transportation Safety Board (NTSB) conducted a five day public hearing at the Sheraton-Biltmore Hotel in Atlanta, GA. The witnesses included crash survivors, internal investigators, engine specialists, air traffic controllers, meteorologists, and a host of other experts directly involved with the crash investigation. Their testimony highlighted the series of fatal mistakes that led to the accident on April 4, 1977, claiming the lives of 63 people on board and nine others on the ground.
One of the prime miscues occurred just minutes into the flight from Huntsville, AL to Atlanta, right after the plane lost both engines in a hellacious hail storm over Rome, GA. The captain of Southern 242 had requested that the flight controller at the Atlanta Air Route Traffic Control Center in Hampton, GA provide him with a vector to Dobbins Air Force Base in Marietta, GA. Dobbins had a 10,000 foot runway that gave the disabled aircraft a chance to make a successful forced landing.
He was instructed by the control center in Hampton to switch to a new frequency and contact Atlanta Approach Control for the vector, but he failed due to frequency congestion. The aircraft then lost electrical power to the AC busses. As a result, Southern 242 lost all radio contact for a period of approximately 2 minutes and 4 seconds.
The flight crew could have reopened communications through their number one radio by activating the aircraft’s batteries using the emergency power switch. The navigational equipment would have also become operational, allowing the crew to “dead stick glide” in flight instrument conditions towards the intended forced landing site at Dobbins. No one knows why the pilots didn’t activate the emergency power, but they remained out of contact for those two critical minutes until the auxiliary power unit (APU) was activated and communications were once again restored.
It was during that brief period that the pilots made an unexplained 180-degree turn while the plane dropped from an altitude of 14,000 feet to 7,000 feet, heading away from the Dobbins AFB and west towards Cedartown, GA. The flight controller at the Hampton Control Center, who had by then turned control of Flight 242 over to the Atlanta Approach Control at Hartsfield International Airport, said that he thought the pilots were going to try and make a forced landing on the 4,000 foot runway at Cornelius Moore Airport in Cedartown, at that point only a few short miles away.
At that very same moment, Robert St. Martin, the controller at Hartsfield, testified that he had felt helpless as he watched the powerless aircraft on his radar make the unexplained change of course during the communications blackout. He stated, “I watched the aircraft heading westbound and nobody was talking to him.” The FAA later determined that the DC-9 could have reached Dobbins if the pilots had not made that 180-degree turn.
But when flight radio communications were re-established, the Hartsfield control tower provided the crew with the vector back to Dobbins AFB. St. Martin, who was now handling the powerless DC-9 from Hartsfield, admitted during testimony that he was not familiar with the Cedartown airport because it was located just outside of the forty mile radius that comprised his range of responsibility. Tragically, the Hampton controller never relayed the information concerning the alternate runway at Cornelius Moore to either party. “We did not have control of the aircraft,” he testified, “Hartsfield had control of the aircraft.” Eight minutes after losing power, the plane crashed and burned in rural New Hope, GA.
Robert St. Martin was remarkably forthright during the NTSB hearing, stating, “I was the last person to talk to the guy. At the time, I was hoping when he put it down on the highway it would work out fine because it was the only thing left to do. I knew we were getting desperate. The pilot was getting desperate.” After the crash, he said, “In my throat, I was barely breathing. In my stomach was a knot the size of a watermelon. I was all choked up. I went to the restroom and I was very disoriented.”
When the NTSB came out with their findings in January of 1978, they stated that the “probable cause” of the accident was the loss of thrust from both engines while the aircraft was penetrating an area of severe thunderstorms. The three major “contributing factors” were Southern’s dispatching system for the most up-to-date severe weather information, the captain’s reliance on airborne weather radar, and the severe limitations in the FAA’s air traffic control system for dissemination of weather information to the flight crew.
The air traffic controllers, who had come under such intense scrutiny during the NTSB investigative hearing, were not even mentioned as contributing factors in the final report. But for Robert St. Martin, the worst was yet to come.
– Cornelius Moore Airport –
– The Legacy of Southern 242 –
At the time of the 1977 accident, Robert St. Martin was a 46-year-old flight controller with almost two decades of experience in the tower. Afterwards, St. Martin wasted little time and quickly returned to work. One year later, he was interviewed by a reporter doing a story for the anniversary of the crash. He spoke about the lawsuit he was involved in and the continuing criticism he faced, “Oh yeah. There’s been a lot of second-guessing, a lot of Monday morning quarterbacking. They’ve badmouthed me like crazy. You try not to let the thing bother you, but being human, you always have second thoughts.” He went on, “But I know the facts. I was directly involved. I thought I did the best I could. But it still eats at you. I’m not leading a normal life.” That was a major understatement.
What St. Martin didn’t mention to the news reporter was that between 1969 and 1973 his immediate family had experienced a series of terrible losses: the death of his father; the death of his older brother to cancer; the passing of his wife Darthie’s grandparents; and then the horrible, fatal shooting of his wife’s aunt by her former husband, who then turned the gun on himself and committed suicide.
But it didn’t stop there. In February of 1976 his troubled stepdaughter Sheila, who had run away from home, was discovered lying dead on a deserted highway in Florida. Earlier, she had accused him of “making some advances” towards her, causing great difficulty in his marriage and in the family. An autopsy revealed that Sheila had been pregnant and on drugs just before her death. It had devastated both he and Darthie, and things never returned back to “normal.” And then 14 months later he was the flight controller tracking Southern Airways Flight 242 when it crashed. How could one man possibly handle such chaos and adversity? Still, St. Martin soldiered on.
Four more challenging years passed. As his marriage spiraled downwards, he began drinking more heavily. And then his work at Hartsfield assumed extreme proportions in August of 1981 when PATCO, the air traffic controllers union, went on strike seeking better working conditions and increased wages. Ever stubborn, St. Martin crossed the picket line and remained at work following the bitter strike and mass firings by President Ronald Reagan. His job at the tower became even more stressful.
Nine months later, just weeks after the fifth anniversary of the crash of Southern Airways Flight 242, he finally snapped. When it was all said and done, his wife Darthie lay dead on the driveway in front of their house, her body riddled with bullets. Their neighbors found him with the gun, babbling incoherently over her corpse, wailing with such an inhuman intensity that they struggled to describe the sound to investigators. “It’s like something I have never heard before,” said one witness, “It was a high…it was just a no-syllable sound. Just a piercing screech, a pulsating type scream.” St. Martin was arrested and taken into custody.
Amazingly, he was released two weeks later after undergoing a psychiatric evaluation and posting a $50,000 bond. His mother-in-law had testified in his favor at the bond hearing, stating that he was a good father and should be released so he could care for the former couple’s two teenage children. Two months later he was indicted by the grand jury on murder charges, and the sensational case quickly went to trial in October of 1982.
St. Martin’s attorney Amy Hembree claimed her client suffered from temporary insanity at the time of the shooting due to his severe drinking problem, the couple’s long history of marital strife, their impending divorce, and his guilt over the horrific New Hope plane crash. “The marriage and the job caused him to snap under pressure,” Hembree informed the jurors, “he did not at any time of the (shooting) incident fully comprehend what was going on.” He testified on his own behalf, but the jury didn’t buy any of it. After four hours of deliberation, they found him guilty of murder, and he was sentenced to life.
Incredibly, after serving seven years and two months in prison, Robert St. Martin’s life sentence was commuted and he was paroled on December 13, 1989, retaining his full retirement/disability benefits. He quickly disappeared from the public view, and his story was soon forgotten. As for his wife Darthie, I have always considered her to be one of the uncounted victims from the tragic crash of Southern Airways Flight 242.