100 years ago today, my Great-Grandmother, Nellie Steele, must have been grieving the fact that she had missed the most exciting trip of her life. Her fiance, my Great-Grandfather, Jack McCurrach, had travelled to Canada 1 1/2 years earlier and was awaiting her arrival so they could marry. But her sister was very ill and expecting a baby, and as it turned out she died about a month after the baby was born. My Great-Grandmother stayed behind to support her sister and then take care of the baby girl until she could be adopted out. The original plan was to take the Titanic to Canada. Families on both sides of the Atlantic remember the story. The disappointment that she felt in being delayed in her trip and missing the most celebrated sailing of any ship in history must have been devestating. And the relief felt when she found out about the sinking of the ship must have knocked the wind out of her. Talk about feeling somehow blessed -...
Not to be exclusive, because people from many different countries have viewed pages - but the Russian reader has come back again and again. I'm curious about anyone who reads this and doesn't know me personally, though, so leave a comment if you wish.
ReplyDeleteYa know, I thought I had Russian readers as well, and then I researched it and discovered that a site was spamming my stats and trying to get me to click on a porn link. I was so thrilled that I had all these Russian fans! So I looked at the referring sites and... ha.
ReplyDeleteOMG - you are SO right. And here I thought I was an international blogger. But you know what's great? I no longer care if the only people reading my blog are my friends. I write it for myself, really, not the audience, so it really doesn't matter who reads it. Had you told me this a year ago I might have been crushed. Now I'm slightly let down and think it's kinda funny!
ReplyDeleteI know, right. It's nice to have a few moments of thinking: "look, at me, closing the cultural divide!"
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