The case of the disappearance of 24 year old Pompano Beach nurse, Carolyn Coscio, and her companion, Richard Rosen, is well known. However, it unquestionably has become muddled. The basic account follows:
On June 6, 1969, Coscio and Rosen left Fort Lauderdale/ Hollywood airport in her Cessna 172, listing Montego Bay, Jamaica, as their destination. Her fuel stop was Grand Turk. Around 7:35 p.m. she contacted Grand Turk and said her navigational equipment was malfunctioning and she was circling two uninhabited islands. Later, she sent another message, in a more desperate tone: “Is there any way out of this?”
At 8:19 p.m. she transmitted her last message. “I’m out of fuel. I’m going down!” No trace of the airplane or Coscio and Rosen was ever found. No one could even be sure where she was. She was supposedly circling two small islands with “nothing down there.” If she ditched nearby, she apparently didn’t survive. She also may have darted off into the open ocean to try and reach Grand Turk, and therefore went down nowhere near an island.
However, it is hard to figure out the details of the case.
By the time I came into the picture of the Triangle in 1990, the National Transportation Safety Board had destroyed all reports prior to 1978. The Brief, a little one page chit, still remained. This confirmed the time brackets noted above, but only says tersely that the pilot signaled she was lost and out of fuel.
From the popular forum another element has been given this particular case. Legend says that a Cessna was spotted circling Ambergris Cay Hotel on Grand Turk. The customers distinctly remembered it because of the constant drone of the engine. After about 30 minutes, it broke its pattern and headed out to sea. If this was Coscio it makes no sense that she looked down on busy Grand Turk and its hotels and condominiums and said it was an uninhabited island.
Triangle buffs have supplied the answer: that Coscio was transported through time, through one of the many magnetic faults in the Bermuda Triangle, and was looking down on Grand Turk, either in the past before anything had been built or in the future when all had long collapsed to rubble.
Such an exotic theory is fun to contemplate, but Coscio’s case is no doubt terribly jumbled. Her navigational equipment was malfunctioning (supposedly), but her radio was still working. It is certain she didn’t know where she was as a result.
If it is true that guests at the hotel were annoyed by a Cessna light plane repeatedly circling above, then we have to account for why Coscio could not see anything below. It would not be a time warp, but could it be the “electronic fog”?
In the end it remains a mystery, for no trace was ever found. And in that hour that she was transmitting no one ever got a fix on her and was able to direct her to safety. Like Flight 19, she was lost. . . .and there is just no easy way to help a pilot when they’re only point of reference is the ocean or an empty island, and your only hold on them is a worried voice through the static.