81 Days Below Zero: The
Incredible Survival Story of a World War II Pilot in Alaska’s Frozen
Wilderness. By Brian Murphy with Toula Vlahou. Da Capo. $15.99.
This is a fascinating 120-page
book that lasts 240 pages. At its heart is one of those remarkable
survival-against-all-odds stories, that of First Lieutenant Leon Crane, who bailed
out of his crashing B-24 Liberator bomber over eastern Alaska on the first day
of winter, 1943. The flight’s intended objective was to learn how to handle
propellers when an engine malfunctions or even catches fire. But the reason for
the flight is irrelevant to the story of how Crane, a young Philadelphia man
with no wilderness experience, survived nearly 12 weeks of Alaskan winter and
eventually returned to base, not much the worse for wear.
Not surprisingly, training,
resourcefulness and luck were the ingredients that kept Crane going through the
snow, ice, wind and temperatures as low as 50 below zero. Crane comes across as
a vessel of survival qualities – there is little sense of him as a person – but
that would be all right in a story carefully focused on one man’s ordeal. The
focus of 81 Days Below Zero, however,
is by no means careful. Again and again, Brian Murphy goes off in somewhat
relevant or largely irrelevant directions, pausing the basic story to spend
time on something marginally related – sometimes something interesting,
sometimes not. A little delving into Crane’s personality and psychology would
have been welcome, for example, in explaining why, after stumbling on a cabin,
he wanders away from it with only some raisins because he is so sure a town is
nearby – even though he knows virtually nothing about Alaska. By the time Crane
realizes he has made a bad mistake, it takes him 30 hours to find the cabin
again – circumstances that make it hard to identify with him, since (in the
absence of a feeling for him as a person) he simply seems to have been
ridiculously overconfident if not unconscionably dumb. The chances are that
neither of those possibilities is quite right, but 81 Days Below Zero has a curious absence about Crane: he himself
has talked little about what he went through, possibly from survivor’s guilt or
perhaps from some other psychological manifestation that Murphy does not
explore. Murphy never spoke with Crane: the book is based on newspaper and
magazine articles about what Crane went through, and as a result reads somewhat
like a newspaper or magazine article itself.
What Murphy does look into here
is a lot of ancillary material, some about people other than Crane (including
members of Crane’s family and the B-24 crewmen who did not survive), some about
Alaskan history and the people of its interior, some about historical events,
some about the search for the downed plane and the organization that
spearheaded it. This discursive approach, which may have been necessary to
create a story long enough for a book, does not serve the central tale of
survival very well. Readers who find some of the tangents interesting will be
pleased; ones who do not can easily skip many of the chapters here to return to
the core survival story. There are elements of that story that really are
fascinating, such as the way Crane – who had no gloves – used the silk from the
parachute that brought him down safely to protect his hands against the cold.
The role of luck in Crane’s survival, as in that of many others who made it
through events that could easily have killed them, is intriguing as well. For
instance, Crane was able to make a fire on his first night in the Alaskan
wilderness because he had matches with him – which he picked up before the
flight because he knew the pilot liked to smoke cigars, and part of his own job
as copilot was to keep the pilot comfortable.
Ultimately, reader enjoyment
of 81 Days Below Zero will turn on
how each person tackles the book. In addition to the basic survival tale, it
has two primary subplots. One involves attempts to figure out what caused the plane
to go out of control and what happened to the pilot who went down with it. The
other is about a historian whose trip to the crash site led to the eventual
burial with full military honors of remains identified as those of the pilot.
Those who are captivated by these subplots and Murphy’s numerous shorter
excursions into history and geography will enjoy the entire book. Those who
want the focus to be on Crane and his survival will find they lose little by
bypassing the non-Crane elements of the story. But Crane himself remains a
virtual cipher here, and that is a core failing of the story – one that Murphy
may have had no way to overcome, but nevertheless one that prevents the book
from generating a level of empathy to go with the amazement inherent in any
recounting of events as harrowing as the ones through which Crane lived.
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