One hundred and six years ago, on April 14 and April 15, the Titanic sank to the bottom of the ocean.  Fifteen hundred and three people perished.  It was a terrible tragedy.

When I was back in Ireland recently, my cousin’s girlfriend told me a story.  She said her great-grandfather had bought a ticket for the Titanic and was standing on the dock waiting to board.  A man approached him and offered him double the voyage price if he would sell him his ticket.  Her great-grandfather said no.  Then the stranger offered him triple.  He couldn’t turn down that amount of money so he reluctantly sold the man his ticket. Continue reading