As we stand there in shock as the iceberg passes us, with chunks of ice falling off, the realization hits: we just hit an iceberg. My parents were so oblivious about what's going on while a dark cloud of worry and concern shroud across my face on knowing what's going to happen. We went over … Continue reading April 14, 1912 upper decks 11:50pm
iceberg right ahead
April 14, 1912 Rose’s stateroom sundown
After that magical moment outside, the three of us went back to Rose's stateroom. I never spent this much time in this part of the room. It does feel like an aristocratic room with red, maroon colors all around, very expensive lamps and chandeliers. "Is this enough light," Rose asked. "what," Jack said. "Don't artists … Continue reading April 14, 1912 Rose’s stateroom sundown
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