Went back and checked the article, looks like it came down in the wetlands short of the final approach, which is over the old Main Street. It wasn't plane failure but wind shear in a thunderstorm, so it would have happened no matter what the aircraft or airport. Shears happen all the time "air pockets" some call them, but in final approach they are deadly... Remember the messy Delta crash in Dallas 15 or 20 years back? Same cause.
When I took the tornado spotter courses at Oklahoma City NWS, we were shown how to spot the effects of these micro-busts, shears and sudden down drafts from tornado damage. The shear or down burst can be just as violent but heads straight for the ground, so trees, houses, aircraft etc. tend to blow in all the directions of a compass. A tornado on the other hand leaves a trail of destruction-mostly falling in a single direction.
Yukon was a fun place back in the 60's. Somehow the corner store always had the best ginger snap cookies around. We boys used to crawl out of our Sunday School room window, if the teacher stepped out for a minute. We'd run to the market and buy ginger snaps and beat it back to the room... "Where have you boys been?" We'd just grin with ginger snap all over our faces... Oh well, so much for the Lords 10Th!
My dad used to own the furniture store next to the church, the market was in the other end of the building.
He didn't really run much of a business but his hobby was wood working and mechanics. So for several years he made a good side income on buying damaged furniture seconds and repairing them for resale. He had fun, a lot of Navy families and others got some quality stuff they wouldn't have otherwise afforded. All was well until at some point the buildings plumbing gave out, and flooded the place... once...twice....well finally he quit and went about building his own big wooden boat.
Back on the Ortega, there are some bluffs here and there in those wetlands. The most infamous now has a round million dollar home sitting on it. Remains of the moonshine still are on the property next door to this day,
(I know cause I took my wife and kids for a look-see). The fellow that lives there didn't know that he lived on historic property. During the War Of Yankee Aggression, the CSS St. Marys was ready to run the blockade and got into a chase with the USS gunboat steamer Uncas. The St. Marys Captain, took it up to Bluff Landing and set her on fire, where she sank with thousands of dollars in cotton and other goods onboard for export.
Though the Damned Yankees raised her hulk and refloated her, most of her cargo and bones are still to be "seen"="Felt" deep beneath the water on the west bank of the river at the bluff. The owner of the land today very kindly gave my wife a tour of his beautiful home and not being from here, he commented "I understand 1/2 the population of the West Side of Jax was conceived out here on this property..." Being the loud mouth old hippie I am, I laughed and said "Oh yeah, like Gloria P., Suzanne A., Jill F., Becky H, Niki T...." suddenly I got that stare that says "ENOUGH!" (in clear Spanglish!!) HA HA!