Mark Godfrey

So it was a carefree atmosphere with kind of no worries or concerns.

At some point, it stopped being sunny and it started getting cloudy.

At some point, it started getting a lot more turbulent.

And I do remember we were, I won't say final approach, but we knew we were near Aspen that things got very, very serious, very, very quickly.

It was the tone in my mother's voice and then probably my father's voice too that flipped the switch.

Hearing them reprimand our brother and telling him to be quiet in a tone that I'd probably never heard before.

What I saw vividly is what looked to me like the ground rushing up to the plane.

Obviously, it was the other way around.

The plane was falling very quickly to the ground, but I saw trees coming up at a very rapid pace up to the window.

I heard the jet engines, the turboprop engines,

I remember kind of the point of impact where you just hear sounds and noises and violent deceleration, a crash, just that moment where I black out.

I remember having hallucinations for a long time.

I used to think of them dreams, but now as I get older, I realized I was hallucinating vividly.

I thought I was anywhere but where I was.

I thought I was in the bathroom of our house in Houston.

I thought I was in other places.

I would have been so disoriented that it would have taken me a long time to kind of grasp what had happened.

And then the grasping of what had happened was...

Completely overwhelming.

And I think almost too much to process.