The plane was shaking and it was hailing hard, with the ice like marbles, and we asked ourselves if we should really be trying to land in such harsh weather. It just didn't feel right.

We jumped out the plane and unfortunately we were thigh deep in the marsh water. It was just mud. We had to practically crawl out of there and try to get to some high ground. There was a baby that I saw behind the plane. I don't know how the baby got there, but he was fine.

It took their minds off of everything. And it was really good for me, too.

I don't know how the baby got there, but my brother was there so I told him to grab the girls and keep going.

She was very nervous. I said, 'Even if you're nervous, be strong for the girls.' And she sat up in her chair.

Then we started descending. My wife said, 'Boy, it looks like it's really raining out there.' One of my nieces said her ears started popping.

Don't worry. Don't be afraid. Everything's going to be okay.

Me and this other gentleman, I don't know his name, I know he was from Argentina, he picked up the baby and we tried to get to higher ground.