Student's uncle makes life-saving decision
By Jerry Manter

Managing Editor

Anxiously watching the devastating events of Sept. 11, 2001, was especially hard for Melissa Durie.

Like most students, Durie, a junior business major, was confused with all the chaos and commotion occurring on campus. With her accounting class canceled, she walked to her apartment across campus, asking her roommate if she had heard about the attacks.

 This was something you would hear about happening somewhere else,  Durie said.  I had no idea what was going on. 

Things were going to become even more troublesome for Durie as the day progressed.

When she called her mother, Durie learned her uncle was in the Washington, D.C., area planning to fly back to the West Coast that day.

At the time, no one knew if Mark Kurtich was OK.

 I felt sick,  Durie said.  I didn t know what to think. 

Durie s mother, Marilyn, tried everything she could to comfort her daughter over the telephone.

 Don t think of the worse,  Marilyn said.

As the long agonizing hours dragged on, Durie continued watching the events unfold, knowing in the back of her mind her uncle might be one of the victims.

All she could do was wait.

Family members in Missouri, Connecticut and Los Angeles were all attempting to find out if Kurtich was on one of those planes. Later that night, the telephone rang in the Kurtich home in Los Angeles. His wife Debbie picked up the telephone.

It was Kurtich. He was fine.

 I couldn t believe it,  said Debbie Kurtich, his wife of almost 30 years.

With everything OK, and family members all receiving the good news, Mark and Debbie Kurtich took a deep breath. At the time, only they knew how close the day s events almost became personal.

Mark Kurtich, senior vice president of operations at The Los Angeles Times, was in Washington for the Newspaper Association of America conference. It s a conference he attends every year in January and September.

Nearly 100 percent of the time, if Kurtich has the opportunity to leave Washington early to fly home, he almost always does. Sept. 11, 2001, however, he decided to continue his plans and stick with the afternoon flight at 3 p.m.

The decision saved his life.

The early flight was United Airlines Flight 93, the hijacked airliner, which crashed in rural southwest Pennsylvania, killing all 45 people aboard.

 I knew that was the flight,  Kurtich said.  But, I never felt like it was a close call. 

A few miles away from the Pentagon, he could see smoke filtering into the skies above the nation s capital. He knew he had to do something, but didn t know what that right thing was.

 I was torn between the agony of the attacks and attempting to try and assist the paper,  he said.  I wanted to help. 

With his afternoon flight canceled, and a lengthy shut-down at the airports, Kurtich and three other colleagues felt it would be best to rent a vehicle and drive home. They took off within a few hours of the attacks.

The trip was long - nearly 49 hours of straight driving. They stayed informed by the radio, switching drivers every four hours.

 I was pretty focused on getting home,  he said.

Waiting in Los Angeles was Debbie Kurtich.

 It felt really good to see my wife,  he said.

Physically and mentally drained, Kurtich went straight to bed.

The Kurtichs, although stunned by the attacks, took the events in stride.

 I felt really lucky,  Debbie Kurtich said.  It wasn t his time. 

Looking back at the past year, the couple knows they have to move on. As much as Kurtich travels, it s something they have to do.

 We can t think about it anymore,  she said.

Durie doesn t talk much about how close her uncle came to being affected by last year s events. It brings back bad memories for her. She does know, however, that if anything, the events had one promising effect for the relationship she shares with her aunt and uncle.

 Before this happened, there was always the distance,  Durie said.  But now we talk a lot more and try to keep in touch.