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Originally Posted by stumppy
Damn
Al Alonzo was at his home about five minutes north of Branson when he saw the weather report shortly after 6 p.m. It said there was a storm coming and it would hit the area about 7 p.m.
By 6:30 p.m. Alonzo, 66, was watching small barbecue grills and lawn chairs getting blown over by strong winds. He helped some ladies in his neighborhood get inside and told them to hunker down.
His son told him that, shortly before 7 p.m., he saw a duck boat headed for the lake.
The wind was coming in strong and the water was choppy.
“They’re not going in, are they?” Alonzo said. “I don’t think they’d be going in when it’s like this.”
By Friday morning Alonzo had heard what happened to the boat.
“They went in,” he said. “Stupid, I can’t understand that.”
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Something doesn't add up here. It's 6.3 miles from the duck's home on 76 to the Branson Belle, which is right about where it sank. That's at least a 15 minute drive. This guy lives 5 minutes north of Branson and his son saw them headed for the lake "shortly before seven". How is it possible that they got in the water and then sank at 7:09?