WHO REALLY KILLED BIG BAND LEGEND GLENN MILLER

On December 15, 1944, legendary big band leader and musician Glenn Miller disappeared while on a military flight from England to France. No trace of Miller or the airplane has ever been found, and he was declared dead one year later. Various theories of what occurred have been tossed around over the years. Some are pretty far out, but one conclusion is hard to argue against. Here’s the likely explanation about who really killed big band legend Glenn Miller.

Alton Glenn Miller was born on March 1, 1904, in Clarinda, Ohio. He was forty years old when he died at the height of his musical popularity. Today, his celebrity status would equal mega stars like (according to Chat GPT) Beyonce, Taylor Swift, Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson, Adele, or Rihanna. News of Miller’s disappearance shook the free world, not just the music industry. He was just that popular of an entertainer.

Also, according to Chat, “It’s important to note that the entertainment landscape has evolved significantly since the 1940s, and the way celebrity status is perceived and measured has changed as well. Therefore, while these modern entertainers have achieved considerable fame and success, it’s challenging to draw a direct parallel to Glenn Miller’s celebrity status during his time.”

Miller achieved his fame in gradual steps. He wrote his first composition in 1928 while being mentored by “The King of Swing”, Benny Goodman. One-by-one, Miler released timeless tunes like In The Mood, Chattanooga Choo Choo, and Moonlight Serenade. To this day, no individual or group has recorded more Top Ten hits than the Glenn Miller Band, and his style continues to be covered by top swing, jazz, and big band artists.

In 1942, following Japan’s attack on Pearl Harbor and the Americans entering the European war theatre, Miller enlisted in the U.S. Army. His talent and skill were recognized by General Eisenhower who awarded Miller the commissioned rank of Major and tasked him to develop a troop morale program. In two and a half years, Glenn Miller with his hand-picked wind band performed over 900 shows for U.S. and Allied soldiers, sailors, and airmen. They also made 500 radio broadcasts for fighters in Europe and Africa.

When France was liberated in late 1944 and the Nazis were on the run, the Glenn Miller Band was scheduled to perform a huge celebration concert in downtown Paris. Miller’s band and equipment were sent by sea and road from England and prepared for Miller’s personal arrival. Glenn Miller, himself, remained at Eisenhower’s Supreme Headquarters Allied Expeditionary Forces (SHAEF) near Bedford, England north of London. This was home to Eighth Army Air Force Command at the airfield known as RAF Station Twinwood Farm which held a mainly transport fleet rather than fighter and bomber squadrons.

Bad weather in France and over the English Channel delayed Miller’s departure from Twinwood on December 13 and 14, 1944. By midday on Sunday, December 15, the weather improved and Miller jumped aboard a small U.S. Amy utility airplane flown by a twenty-year-old rookie pilot named Stuart Morgan for a direct, non-stop flight from Twinwood to Paris. Also on board was Lt. Col. Norman Baessell who was friends with Glenn Miller. The three men departed at 13:55 (1:55 pm) local time and flew off towards France. They were never heard of again and the airplane has never been found, intact or wrecked.

Because this was an unscheduled service flight, Miller was not recorded to be onboard and was not noticed missing until three days later. This was partly due to Allied preoccupation with the Battle of the Bulge which started on December 16. A limited search found nothing, and it was presumed the plane dropped from the sky over the English Channel. There’s no doubt, though, that Glenn Miller was on that plane as thirteen witnesses confirmed they’d watched him leave from Twinwood.

One year after Glenn Miller was last seen alive, he was officially declared dead as per army policy. An army board of inquiry released a finding on January 20, 1945, that Miller’s flight crashed over the English Channel due to a combination of human error, mechanical failure, and bad weather. Miller, along with Baessell and Morgan, are still, to this day, listed as Missing In Action (MIA) by the U.S. Army.

Theories about what caused Glenn Miller’s disappearance began circulating shortly after the news broke to the world on December 24, 1944. The leading speculations are:

  1. Miller was on a secret mission authorized by Eisenhower to negotiate peace with Hitler. Instead, the Nazis kidnapped Miller, tortured him, then killed him and disposed of the body.

  2. Miller died of acute heart failure while cavorting in a Paris brothel. His death was covered up to avoid embarrassment to his wife and family.

  3. The airplane froze up over the English Channel, the engine quit, and it crashed into the water.

  4. The airplane was accidentally shot down by friendly fire and this was covered up.

Let’s look at these theories with objectivity and apply Occam’s Razor to the overall case—Occam’s Razor being the principle of parsimony where, when faced with multiple hypotheses, the simplest answer is usually the right answer. Especially where there’s proof to back up the conclusion.

The secret mission story is ridiculous. To think an entertainer—even one as high-profile as Glenn Miller—would sway any influence over a madman like Hitler is, well, just plain dumb.

The whorehouse story is just as ridiculous. Glenn Miller was known to be of the highest integrity. He was solidly married and had zero recorded incidents of impropriety. Besides, this theory and the Hitler one would have required an identifiable airplane that landed and was stored somewhere.

Let’s examine the ice-up and crash theory. That requires reviewing what kind of airplane it was and whether freezing/mechanical failure was likely. It was not. The missing airplane was a C-64 Norseman single-engine bushplane. It was built in Canada along with 902 other Norsemans and specifically designed to fly in harsh weather and arctic temperatures. Norseman planes are still in operation today, and they’re equally as dependable to the aged DeHavilland Beavers and Otters that are virtually indestructible.

The chance that the Norseman froze its carburetor and/or wings is highly improbable. That trip was done in weather the Norseman thrived upon. As well, freezing and stalling allows considerable time for the pilot to radio a Mayday and to deadstick it down to a belly landing on the water where the occupants could take to a liferaft.

So what about the friendly fire suggestion? For one thing, all air combat was long over in the region so flack from a ship or shore battery was not realistic. Same with a fighter intercept. The flight was in full daylight and the Norseman was highly identifiable as a non-armed American service craft.

But the friendly fire theory—accidental armament engagement—has merit and meets the Occam’s test along with sufficient proof to let the theory support the balance of probabilities and solve the mystery of who really killed Glenn Miller. The answer lies with documents and testimony in the Royal Air Force archives.

In 1956, a British film titled The Glenn Miller Story aired to the public. It ended with an image of a Norseman flying off into the sky over the Channel. A man by the name of Fred Shaw saw the show and came forward with fascinating information.

Shaw had been a navigator on an RAF Lancaster bomber. On a daylight bombing to Germany, Shaw’s formation of 139 Lancasters was recalled before dropping their loads on Nazi territory. Because it’s dangerous to land a heavy bomber like a Lancaster with live ordnance onboard, it was standard operating procedure to jettison the bombs in a specific zone in the English Channel that was restricted to all other aircraft—a no-go, no-fly region ten miles west of the safe air corridor that the Norseman was flight-planned to.

Shaw claimed that he and two other crew members saw a Norseman below them when they jettisoned their bombs and watched it get hit and then spiral down to the sea. He claimed there was nothing could be done to save the Norseman occupants, so they returned to base without any official report as they had no idea as to the Norseman’s specific identity let alone occupant load or flight purpose. Shaw stated he thought nothing more of the incident until watching the biopic and then put two and two together with the date of the incident.

At first, Shaw was written off as a publicity seeker. People suggested he couldn’t positively identify the crippled plane from his vantage point. Shaw countered, stating he had a full, unobstructed view and he was very familiar with the silhouette of a Norseman as he took his navigator training in a Norseman while in Canada, logging hundreds of hours in this airplane.

The simple, get-to-the-bottom remedy was to verify flight times. There was no question that Miller’s flight left Twinwood at 13:55 (1:55 pm) local time on December 15. The RAF logs for Shaw’s Lancaster identifier ”K” NF.973 showed it returning to base at 14:20 (2:20 pm) on December 15. Extrapolating times, this would calculate Shaw’s bomber to jettison its load at approximately 13:40 (1:40 pm) which was almost the exact time that Miller’s plane departed Twinwood airfield.

Because of the time conflict, it seemed obvious that the Norseman could not have been under the bomb-dropping Lancaster and that was that. Until 1984, when an aviation historian named Roy Nesbit, on behalf of the Air Historical Branch of the British Ministry of Defense, conducted an independent investigation, reopening the Shaw claim of the accidental bomb strike. He found the answer to the apparent time mismatch within the logbooks and route maps kept at the Public Record Office in London.

To Nesbit, who was a military pilot and very familiar with record reading, the clue was so straightforward as to be silly. The Lancasters were operating on Greenwich Meantime. They never adjusted for daylight savings time. However, due to the war, a special ordinance called the Statutory Rule and Time Order allowed Britons to operate on the one-hour earlier than Greenwich standard time. According to GMT, the Norseman actually took off at 12:55—45 minutes before the bomb jettison and exactly the time needed to fly a Norseman at 155 mph and place it under the Lancaster formation.

With the timing worked out, the question remained as to why the Norseman was out of the safe air corridor and into the extremely dangerous jettison zone. That answer lay with the pilot, Flying Officer Stuart Morgan. His service records established that he had only recently qualified on the Norseman, and he had no experience in flying with instruments in poor weather. Morgan would have been navigating solely on a magnetic compass using visual flight rules (VFR) on a cloudy day. Only a tiny misjudgment by Morgan or a fraction of a degree off course could easily have placed him ten miles to the west of his designated safe air corridor and into the danger zone.

Given that something suddenly, catastrophic, and overwhelming unsurvivable happened to the missing Norseman, the logical and simple conclusion is it probably was accidentally struck by friendly bombs jettisoned by a British Lancaster warplane. In all likelihood, the RAF really killed big band legend Glenn Miller.

NON-ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE

Now that the balloon has popped on failed fads like Dot.Coms, Bored Ape NFTs, Crypto, and forever-free borrowed money, the world’s current FOMO (Fear Of Missing Out) has turned to the newest and coolest cat—Artificial Intelligence or what’s simply called AI. Make no mistake, AI is real. It’s not simple, but it’s very, very real. And it has the potential to be unbelievably good or gut-wrenchingly awful. But as smart as AI gets, will it ever be a match for Non-Artificial Intelligence, NAI?

I can’t explain what NAI is. I just have faith that it exists and has been a driving force in my life, especially my current life where I’m absorbed in a world of imagination and creativity. Call it make-believe or living in a dream, if you will, but I’m having a blast with a current fiction, content-creation project which uses both AI and NAI.

I’ve asked a lot of folks—mainly writing folks because that’s who I hang with—what their source of inspiration is. Their muse or their guide to the information pool they tap into to come up with originality. Many casually say, “God.”

I don’t have a problem with the concept of God. I’ve been alive for 66 years and, to me, I’ve seen pretty strong evidence of an infinite intelligence source that created all this, including myself. I’ll call that force NAI for lack of a better term.

What got me going on this AI/NAI piece was three months of intensive research into the current state of artificial intelligence—what it is, how to use it, and where it’s going. AI is not only a central character in my series titled City Of Danger, AI is a tool I’m using to help create the project. I’m also using Non-Artificial Intelligence as the inspiration, the imagination, and the drive to produce the content.

If you’ve been following DyingWords for a while, you’re probably aware I haven’t published any books in the past two years except for one about the new AI tool called ChatGPT. That’s because I’m totally immersed in creating City Of Danger in agreement with a netstream provider and a cutting-edge, AI audio/visual production company. Here’s how it works:

I use my imagination to create the storyline (plot), develop the characters and their dialogue, construct the scenes, and set the overtone as well as the subtext theme. I use NAI for inspirational ideas and then feed all this to an AI audio/visual bot who scans real people to build avatars and threads them through a “filter” so the City Of Danger end-product looks like a living graphic novel.

Basically, I’m writing a script or a blueprint so an AI program can take over and give it life. The AI company does the film work and the netstream guy foots the bill. This is the logline for City Of Danger:

A modern city in existential crisis caused by malevolent artificial intelligence enlists two private detectives from its 1920s past for an impossible task: Dispense street justice and restore social order.

Here’s a link to my DyingWords web page on City Of Danger along with the opening scene of the pilot episode. Yes, it involves time travel and dystopian tropes which have been done to death—but not quite like this. I like to think of myself as the next JK Rowling except I’m not broke and don’t write in coffee shops with a stroller alongside.

I was going to do this post as a detailed dive into the current state of artificial intelligence and where this fascinating, yet intimidating, technology is going. However, I have a long way to go yet in my R&D and don’t have a complete grasp on the subject. I will give a quick rundown, though, on what I’ve come to understand.

The term (concept) of artificial intelligence has been around a long time. Alan Turing, the father of modern-day computing and its morph into AI, conceived a universal thinking machine back in WW2 when he cracked Nazi communication codes. In 1956, a group of leading minds gathered at Dorchester University where, for three months, they brainstormed and laid the foundation for future AI breakthroughs.

Fast forward to 2023 and we have ChatGPT version 4 and a serious, if not uncontrollable, AI race between the big hitters—Microsoft and Google. Where this is going is anyone’s guess and recently other big guns like Musk, Gates, and Wozniak weighed in, penning an open letter to the AI industry to cool their jets and take the summer off. To quote Elon Musk, “Mark my words, AI is far more dangerous (to humanity) than nukes.”

There’s huge progress happening in AI development right now. But stop and look around at how much AI has already affected your life. Your smartphone and smartTV. Fitbit. GPS. Amazon recommends. Siri and what’s-her-name. Autocorrect. Grammarly. Cruise missiles, car parts, and crock pots.

Each day something new is mentioned. In fact, it’s impossible to scroll through a newsfeed with the AI word showing up. We’re in an AI revolution—likely the Fourth Industrial Revolution to steal the phrase from Klaus Schwab and his World Economic Forum.

Speaking of an AI revolution, one of the clearest runs at explaining AI in layman’s terms is a lengthy post written and illustrated by Tim Urban. It’s a two-part piece titled The AI Revolution: Our Immortality or Extinction. Tim calls AI “God in a Box”. Here’s what ChatGPT had to say about it.

Tim Urban’s two-part post “The AI Revolution: Our Immortality or Extinction” explores the potential impact of artificial intelligence (AI) on humanity.

In part one, Urban describes the current state of AI, including its rapid progress and the various forms it can take. He also discusses the potential benefits and risks of advanced AI, including the possibility of creating a “superintelligence” that could surpass human intelligence and potentially pose an existential threat to humanity.

In part two, Urban delves deeper into the potential risks of advanced AI and explores various strategies for mitigating those risks. He suggests that developing “friendly AI” that shares human values and goals could be a key solution, along with establishing international regulations and governance to ensure the safe development and use of AI.

Overall, Urban’s post highlights the need for thoughtful consideration and planning as we continue to develop and integrate AI into our lives, in order to ensure a positive outcome for humanity.

From what I understand, there are three AI phases:

  1. Narrow or weak artificial intelligence—where the AI system only focuses on one issue.
  2. General artificial intelligence—where the AI system is interactive and equal to humans.
  3. Super artificial intelligence—where the AI system is self-aware and reproducing itself.

We’re in the narrow or weak phase now. How long before we reach phase two and three? There’s a lot of speculation out there by some highly qualified people, and their conclusions range from right away to never. That’s a lot of wriggle room, but the best parentheses I can put on the figure is 2030 for phase two and 2040 for phase three. Give or take a lot.

The AI technology involved in City Of Danger is a mid-range, phase one product. The teccie I’m talking to feels it’ll be at least 2025 before it’s perfected enough to have the series released. I think it’s more like 2026 or 2027, but that’s okay because it gives me more time to tap into NAI for more imaginative and creative storyline ideas.

I’m not going to go further into Narrow AI, General AI, or Super AI in this post. I’d have to get into terms like machine learning, large language model, neural networks, computing interface, intelligence amplification, recursive self-improvement, nanotech and biotech, breeding cycle, opaque algorithms, scaffolding, goal-directed behavior, law of accelerating returns, exponentiality, fault trees, Boolean function and logic gates, GRIND, aligned, non-aligned, balance beam, tripwire, takeoff, intelligence explosion, and that dreaded moment—the singularity. Honestly, I don’t fully understand most of this stuff.

But what I am going to leave you with is something I wrote about ten years ago when I started this DyingWords blog. It’s a post titled STEMI—Five Known Realities of the Universe. Looking back, maybe I nailed what Non-Artificial Intelligence really is.

WHAT REALLY KILLED HANK WILLIAMS SENIOR

They say you haven’t made it in country music until you’ve recorded a piece about a breakup, one about a jukebox, and a tribute to Old Hank. Without question, Hank Williams Senior, the Hillbilly Shakespeare, was one of the most influential people ever to perform in American music. As a singer and songwriter, he left an unmatched legacy. He was also a train wreck in his personal life which was a prime factor in what really killed Hank Williams Senior.

There’s controversy about the circumstances surrounding Hank Williams’s death. It was never investigated by the police but, truthfully, there’s no credible suggestion of foul play and no reason for police involvement. The problem lay with the autopsy and toxicology examination of which no written record is available in the public arena—which is so commonly the case in celebrity passings. There’s also trouble with certain witness evidence regarding where and when Hank died at 29 years old on New Years Day in 1953.

Before we look at the known case facts and reach a conclusion about what really killed Hank Williams Senior, let’s review a history of the man and his music.

Hiram (Hank) Williams was born on September 17, 1923, in the rural community of Mount Olive in Butler County, Alabama. His father was a railroader who was seriously injured and semi-permanently hospitalized leaving young Hank to be raised by his mother. When he was four, the family moved to Georgiana, Alabama, and at ten they settled in Montgomery. From then on, Hank Williams would call Montgomery home.

Hank’s musical talent was evident at an early age. He would sing in the church choir and busk on the street. Probably a dozen people have claimed to have given Hank his first guitar but in Hank’s own words, he bought it himself with money won in a talent show. In Georgiana, he was mentored by a Blues artist named Rufus “Tee Tot” Payne who, according to Hank, was the only music teacher he ever had. All else, from his rhythm guitar prowess to his genius with lyrics, was self-taught.

Hank’s radio debut came at age 13 when he had his own 15-minute live show. At 14 he formed his own band called Hank Williams and the Drifting Cowboys. By the early 1940s, Hank caught the attention of Nashville music executives. He quit school and took his band on the road with his mother as their manager.

World War II broke up the Drifting Cowboys. All the band members were drafted into military service. All members exact Hank Williams. He was born with a spinal defect termed spina bifida which excused him from the army. The defect caused him lifelong back pain to which he turned to alcohol and painkillers for relief.

In Nashville, Hank met Audrey Sheppard and married her. This produced a son who went on to be a very successful musician on his own—Hank Williams Junior. The marriage quickly dissolved due to Hank Senior’s increasing alcohol use which would seriously affect his career.

Over his short time in the music industry, Hank rightfully earned the name “The Father of Country Music”. He didn’t just change the direction of country—he invented it. His first hit, Move It On Over, was followed by a string of others like Jambalaya, There’s a Tear in My Beer, I’m So Lonesome I Could Cry, Hey Goodlookin’, and Lovesick Blues. In total, Hank Williams recorded 55 singles that reached Billboard’s Top 10 list including 12 that became Number 1 hits. Three Number 1s were released after his death.

Hank William’s back pain increased as he grew older. He had a spinal fusion in 1951 and that only worsened the condition. His alcohol and drug consumption also increased and this led to benders of drunkenness and fits of being totally stoned. As such, his fail-to-show rate at performances became out of control. He was finally banned from playing at the Grand Ole Opry because of chronic drunkenness.

Despite his popularity on the charts, Hank was forced to take second-rate gigs to pay the bills. One show was scheduled for New Years Eve, 1952, in Charleston, West Virginia. Due to an ice storm that prohibited flying, Hank canceled the Charleston show and made driving arrangements to attend a next-day performance in Canton, Ohio.

Williams hired a friend’s son, 17-year-old Charles Carr, to drive Hank’s baby-blue Cadillac convertible from Montgomery to Canton. The pair left Montgomery on the morning of December 31, 1952, under horrible road conditions. Hank rode in the back, stretched out to relieve the pain. He also consumed chloral hydrate capsules as well as an unknown quantity of beer.

When they reached Knoxville, Tennessee, the two took a break at the Andrew Jackson Hotel. Because Hank was inebriated, in deep pain, and relentlessly burping, hiccupping, and complaining of indigestion, Carr called a doctor to examine him. This doctor gave Hank a shot containing morphine and Vitamin B12 to reduce the pain and digestive distress.

They hit the road at about 11 pm, again with Carr driving and Hank in the back. By the time they reached Oak Hill, West Virginia, some 4 hours or 270 miles distant, Carr stopped for gas. He checked on Hank who was lying under a blanket and found him unresponsive, cold, and stiff with rigor mortis already setting in.

Carr then drove Hank’s lifeless body to the Oak Hill hospital where he was officially pronounced dead. The local coroner and mortician, Dr. Ivan Malinin, performed an autopsy on Hank at the Tyree Funeral House. Malinin, a Russian immigrant who barely spoke English, declared the cause of death as being “insufficiency of the left ventricle of (the) heart”.

There’s no available autopsy report on the internet. And there’s no record of any toxicology testing, although some articles refer to there being a sufficient quantity of alcohol being in Hank’s blood. There’s also no documentation on Malinin’s medical qualifications—whether he was an accredited MD in the United States let alone a board-certified pathologist with experience in conducting human autopsies.

The best evidence for drugs and alcohol in Hank William’s system comes from Carr, who observed him drinking beer during the trip, the Knoxville doctor who gave him the morphine injection, and the nearly finished chloral hydrate prescription on Hank’s person. The mixture of morphine, chloral hydrate, and alcohol (ethanol) is known to be deadly and a prime contributor to a fatal heart attack. The indigestion is also symptomatic of an oncoming cardiac event.

From what history has recorded, there’s little doubt that Hank Williams Senior died from cardiac failure/arrest. But that’s not what really killed him. I’ll defer to my days as a coroner and review how coroners determine the actual cause of a person’s death.

Everywhere in the civilized death investigation world, coroners have the same mandate. Once they’ve fulfilled this responsibly, the case is closed and never revisited unless there are extreme circumstances to require a second look. In the Hank Williams case, the findings seem pretty simple. He died from heart failure due to excessive drug and alcohol consumption. But it’s not that simple.

Coroners have a duty obligation to find the deceased’s identity, where they died, when they died, how they died, by what means they died from, and what classification their death falls into.

With Hank Williams, there’s no question about identity. His death location cannot be positively established—it was in the back of a car somewhere on the road between Knoxville and Oak Hill. The time of death is somewhat gray—somewhere between 11 pm on December 31, 1952, and 3 am on January 01, 1953. How Hank died is, in all liklihood, a heart attack or what’s medically known as a myocardial infarction. That’s a very acceptable conclusion.

But what’s not so easy to conclude is by what means Hank died. “By What Means” refers to the root cause or underlying event that brought on the heart attack. For example, a person killed by a bullet to the head would have the cause being massive cerebral interruption and the means being a gunshot wound to the head. In Hank’s case, the cause being the heart attack and the “by what means” being brought on by excessive drugs and alcohol intake or what’s medically known as a poly-pharmacy overdose.

There are five death classifications available to a coroner: Natural, Suicide, Accident, Homicide, and Undetermined. There’s no suggestion that Hank Williams’ death was a suicide or a homicide. Those can be eliminated. This isn’t an undetermined death—his heart suddenly stopped working as the result of too much booze and too many pills. The question becomes whether Hank died from natural causes or if he died as the result of an accidental overdose.

Let’s revisit “By What Means”. It’s not sufficient to stop at concluding it was an overdose-related heart attack. There’s more to the story and the root cause or primary contributing event. Hank Williams Senior was a well-known alcoholic and pain pill popper. There’s gobs of history to support that—overwhelming evidence of his addiction.

Addiction is classified as a mental disease under the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual Five (DSM-V). Alcoholism is a subcategory of addiction and so is drug abuse whether it’s illegal narcotics or pharmaceutical prescriptions. Today, addiction is generally referred to as substance use disorder or SUD. There’s absolutely no doubt Hank suffered from SUD.

So taking SUD into account, if I were the coroner ruling on the “By What Means” in this case I’d say Hank died from a massive coronary event, antecedent to polypharmacy excess, antecedent to the pre-existing disease of substance abuse disorder. Because a disease is a medical condition, I’d classify the death as a natural event. And I’d also make a comment on what brought on his SUD. Lifestyle and pain.

I’ll end this by saying that a poor lifestyle and chronic pain mismanagement are what really killed Hank Williams Senior.