Libyan crash survivor reunites with relatives....UPDATE
TRIPOLI, Libya ‚Äď Still groggy from surgery, the Dutch boy who was the sole survivor of a Libyan plane crash that killed 103 people greeted an aunt and uncle with a smile Thursday after they rushed to his hospital room from Holland.
But a Dutch Foreign Ministry official said 9-year-old Ruben van Assouw still may not realize the full extent of his loss because he has not yet been told his parents and older brother were killed in the crash on Wednesday. They were returning home from a family vacation in South Africa to celebrate the parents' 12 1/2-year wedding anniversary ‚ÄĒ a Dutch tradition.
"He's awake. He's talking. He is listening," the official, Ed Kronenburg, told The Associated Press after visiting Ruben in the hospital. "Of course he also sleeps quite a lot because he got anesthesia yesterday and is still a bit dizzy," he added.
"He hasn't been told yet, as far as we know, that his parents died."
Rescuers found Ruben still strapped into his seat at one end of a large debris field after Wednesday crash as the plane was landing in the Libyan capital Tripoli, said Libyan safety official Col. Baloul Al-Khoja.
Kronenburg said they noticed he was still breathing. "That's why they noticed that he was still alive," he said.
Khoja said Ruben was semi-conscious and unresponsive, bleeding moderately from the wounds to his legs. As they began moving him around, the shock began to wear off and he felt the pain in his legs, but he did not cry a lot.
Ruben was found about half a mile from a big piece of the tail section, indicating he may have been sitting in the front of plane when it shattered into pieces.
The plane impacted in a large sandy lot before the runway, leaving a long, narrow trail of wreckage, more than 150 meters and about 25 meters wide. The tail, with its colorful Afriqiyah logo, is the largest piece of wreckage, surrounded by shredded plan parts and scattered personal effects.
A romance novel," Zoete Tranen," Dutch for "Sweet Tears," lies open on page 225. Scattered in the dirt are a charred boot, a black high-heeled shoe, a vinyl motorcycle jacket decorated with Marlboro and Ferrari logos. A milk carton dribbles it contents into the sand. A carcass of a dog buzzes with flies.
No crater or gouge in the earth is visible. Near the start of the wreckage trail is a car completely crushed. Trees off to the side have been shredded to chunks of wood.
UPDATE is in reply #7...The family's blog...