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