When I was 15, I came downstairs one morning, picked up mother's newspaper and, oh, what a shock! The Titanic had gone. The 'unsinkable' ship - but it had gone down so simple.

One morning I woke up and was plunged into psychological shock. I had forgotten I was free.

They are here one day and gone the next. Right now, bass don't know what to do. We've got morning lows in the 30s one day, and the next it's a low in the 50s with a high up around 70 degrees. I found some water in the back of Coleman the other day that was 61 degrees. That's very unusual for this time of year.

All we had aboard the ship that morning was one Annapolis graduate and three reserves.

My mother had morning sickness after I was born.

Delhi came as a shock. There were so many people, and oh, the traffic.