Andy Godfrey

My older brother Billy was, you know, I'd say he sort of ruled the roost.

I was just the youngest brother of three, and so I was intimidated by him.

He was much bigger and stronger.

So, you know, stay out of his room, those kind of things.

I'd say he was a little bit more quiet than I was, not as quite as outgoing.

Part of that might be the dynamic of being a middle child where you're, you know, I don't know, not as expressive.

And I'm three and a half years younger than Mark.

So for a while there, I was the youngest of four.

So I was pretty rambunctious and always getting into things.

My dad was a guitar player, and he was a big John Denver fan.

So Mark and I remember the night before the accident, he came into our room and played a John Denver song, Rocky Mountain High, as a lullaby to put us to sleep.

So to say we were just so excited to be leaving the next morning is a big understatement.

I was so excited to get on that plane.

For some reason, I wanted to sit in the co-pilot seat when we took off.

And my older brother, Billy, had already decided that he was going to be sitting there.

So we had this little negotiation, which is very surprising because, as I said before, I was totally intimidated by him.

For some reason this day, I had the courage to say, I really want to sit there, Billy.

So he said, fine, I'll sit in the co-pilot seat when we take off and you can sit there when we land.

And I was like, okay, deal.

So I ended up going and sitting in the back left seat of the airplane and Mark was in the back right seat.