I'm not sure if I ever posted my connection to the 1961 plane crash with US skating personnel on it. Small sad world.
I lived then and now near Ardmore, PA's Philadelphia Skating Club & Humane Society (a mouthful, PSC&HS). If I recall correctly, the whole US team came to Philadelphia right after US Nationals because there was a standard, I think bi-annual, competition between the US and Canadian figure skating teams, called North Americans, in Philadelphia. (It is no longer held.) They practiced at our rink during the week long competition and went off to Philly for the comp--not sure my parents took me down there as I was one of four kids, but I saw them all week at our rink, it was fascinating to see such great skaters. Then they went up to New York and took the plane to Belgium.
I was about 14 and a very minor skater. One of the team leaders was Harold Hartshorne, who had 2 girls enrolled in my school as borders--they resided overnight. They were not skaters and did not go to Belgium, but certainly must have seen their dad that week. I was friends with the one in my grade. His 4th wife went to Belgium with him. He had been a three time medalist with 3 different partners, winning twice, in Ice Dance at US Nats, a nat'l and int'l skating judge, was a founding member of and President of the Skating Club of NY and Head of the Dance Committee of USFS.
Not sure I have ever seen him referenced, I think he is in the picture of the group standing near the plane. But it must have been a huge loss in addition to the loss of the skaters. Other than my grandparents' dying, this plane accident was a horrible re-introduction to death, and here it affected one of my friends who lost one of her parents.
I remain so very sad at the February anniversary time every year.