T-Tail-Tall-Tail:
Near Miss
    
    Eddie Davis
We were returning from a west trip, in late 1972 or
        early 1973. We picked up a
        Dover aircraft in the stage at Elmendorf and had an
        early morning take-off.
        
        
        I can only remember one other member of the crew and
        that was the co-pilot, Lt.
        Edwards. He was known as Bubba to everyone.
        
        
        We were at FL290 in the soup all the way across
        Canada and had just passed
        Niagra Falls under the control of Cleveland Center.
        They notified us of
        traffic, a 707 at FL290, but the co-pilot called
        back that we were in the soup.
        
        
        A few minutes past Buffalo we received another
        notification, a 737 at FL310.
        Co-pilot informed them we were still in clouds. We
        broke out around
        Phillipsburg, PA and the co-pilot (Lt. Edwards)
        looked out his window and
        slammed us into a dive. I was at the engineer's
        panel and immediately looked up
        front just as the belly of the 737 flashed across
        the top of the windshield. It
        is hard to describe the noise but it was loud. I
        thought it hit the T-Tail but
        using the sextant we decided it wasn't damaged.
        
        
        Lt. Edwards or the AC called Cleveland Center and
        informed them we had left
        FL290 to avoid a collision with a 737 and had
        recovered at FL250, and were
        climbing back to FL290. The controller came back
        with "Get back to FL290! You
        are not cleared for FL250!". The tone of his voice
        basically said "I don't care
        that I screwed up and put two aircraft in the same
        spot".
        
        
        Then he passed us off to New York center, who also
        didn't seem to care.
        Everyone got to experience zero gravity (in fact
        one-G negative). Lt. Edwards
        and I estimated the 737 came within 40 to 60 feet of
        our C-141. The A/C
        notified Dover Command Post what had happened and
        ask for them to have Flight
        Safety meet us in ACP. We also declared an emergency
        when we landed at Dover.
        
        
        I walked around the aircraft before getting on the
        crew bus, and there was no
        apparent damage. When we arrived in ACP we were met
        by a Bird Colonel, from who
        knows where. His mission was to get us to not file a
        Near Miss report. He said
        the Air Traffic Controller could lose his job if we
        pushed it. I was a hard
        headed MSgt, wasn't buying into this line, so I told
        him "I don't care, he
        almost killed us and a plane load of civilians."
        
        
        Then he tried to convince Lt. Edwards and I that our
        estimation of the 60 feet
        was not accurate. We stuck with our statement and
        filed the report.
        
        
        The investigation revealed that the controller had
        confused the 707 and the
        737's altitude. The 707 was at FL310 and the 737 at
        FL290. I don't know if the
        controller was fired or not.
        
        
        When I read the report about 67-0006
            breaking up in flight over England in a thunderstorm
        I wondered if it was the same
        C-141 and whether the stress of those negative G's
        could have weakened it.