Who offered $500,000 reward for information proving that his son Alexander's plane crash was sabotaged and not an accident in 1973?
#117915. Asked by 29CoveRoad. (Oct 02 10 5:54 PM)
I suspect you're asking after Alexander Onassis and his father Aristotle...however, I'm not finding much on a reward of that kind:|
Alexander died in a plane crash at Ellinikon International Airport in an incident that has fueled many conspiracy theories. He was 24 years old. He was buried on his father's private paradise, the Greek Ionian island of Skorpios. Approximately two years later, Aristotle died too, and was buried beside Alexander.
According to this book, the reward was $20m:|
The Onassis Women by Phyllis Karas
The End of His Dream
Forty days after Alexander's death, a memorial service was held in the chapel on Skorpios to mark the end of the mourning period. Again, like the day of the funeral, the weather was cold and cloudy and the skies were ready to rain. This time the mausoleum was complete and I had made certain it would be covered with white flowers before the service. Again, nearly all the islanders from Levkas joined the family and close friends in the chapel. The service was brief, no more than a half hour. Tina and Artemis stood side by side, and Christina remained beside her father and Jackie. Fiona, as always, stood alone. No one talked or wept during the services, and all heads looked down. Unlike the day of the funeral, there was, except for the voice of the priest, complete silence among the mourners.
When the service ended, a simple buffet of bread, wine, and coffee was offered to the mourners in the pink house. Once again, immediately after the buffet, the planes and boats returned the mourners to Athens and to Levkas. Jackie and Aristo, along with Theodore and Artemis, however, again remained in Skorpios for a few days.
Fiona is in her sixties today, and the last time I saw her, she did not look well. I had known that she was very close with two handsome brothers, Dimitris and Michalis Vitos, both of whom had been good friends of Professor Georgakis at Pantios University. The professor had always been very fond of Fiona and had enjoyed whatever time he had spent with her and Alexander. Of course, the three of them were never together with Aristo, but the professor had found time to be with Fiona and Alexander himself.
"Fiona is a wonderful woman, Kiki," he had told me once. "Aristo is very wrong not to encourage her to marry his son." Today Fiona is living with Dimitris Vitos. Roula Strathis told me that Fiona had been planning to buy her house in the Plaka in Greece, but for some unknown reason, that has never happened. Instead, Fiona and Dimitris are living in London, and are supposedly thinking of buying a house in Mykonos. I no longer have the pictures that Koulouris took of her and Alexander in Porto-Heli, but the image of the two of them as they played on the beach will always remain in my mind. I wish Fiona well and only pray that she can find the happiness that eluded her when Alexander died.
There was, of course, an investigation about the plane crash that had killed Alexander. We all knew that something was wrong and strange with the plane, so that instead of going up, it went down. No one had forgotten the crash two years earlier, when the Learjet crashed on its approach to the Monte Carlo airport to pick up Alexander, killing George and Dimitris Kouris, whose bodies were never found. Then, too, there had been an investigation, one led most forcibly by Alexandros, but even he had not been able find out what had caused that plane to explode in the air in 1971.
The investigation of the crash that killed Alexander Onassis in 1973 was as inconclusive as the crash that killed the Kouris brothers. Mr. Onassis offered a reward of $20 million for information about Alexander's crash, but nothing helped him to find the truth. And nothing helped him recover from the death of his son. He tried to go about his business as usual and prove that he was his normal self, but it was a game he could no longer either play or win. The power that had propelled him to build his empire was slowly fading from his grasp. Yet, far more important, Mr. Onassis was losing not just his power to succeed, but his will to live.