When I was in the seventh grade, the movie Titantic debuted. I won't tell you exactly how many times I saw the movie in the theater, but it may have been more than 5 times.
From that point on, I was obsessed. I hung posters in my room. I began reading everything I could get my hands on regarding that tragic ship. I even bought the soundtrack to the movie. I remember, so vividly, a moment when I was in my bedroom, full of pre-teen angst listening to the soundtrack. I had "My Heart Will Go On," on repeat and sang my little heart out imagining I was Rose. There was a knock on the bedroom door. My mom came in, looking a little frazzled, and said to me, "If you play that song one more time, I will take that CD out to the trash right now." My heart sank, and did not go on singing. This was not an idle threat. She had a wild look in her eye. I think the 30th play of the song in one evening had sent her over the edge and I had to stop. I'm pretty sure I continued to play the soundtrack, but this time much lower so she wouldn't steal my prized possession from me.
Why do I bring all of this up?
This past weekend GB and I, along with his sister KC and her husband, visited the Henry Ford Museum to see Titanic: The Artifact Exhibition. Photography was not allowed, but I can tell you a little about it. Upon entrance to the exhibit you are handed a boarding pass with a real passengers information. I became Mrs. Charlotte Collyer. We then saw replicas of state rooms but more importantly real artifacts recovered from the bottom of the sea. The exhibit displayed playing cards, currency, and even a fascinating glass toiletry bottle still full of the original liquid.
As the exhibit continued, we were able to learn about the fate of so many passengers. Gary, his sister and brother-in-law all perished, however I was a survivor. The list of surviors versus those who died is staggering. Tragic really is the only way to describe it. I couldn't help but think of the poor woman, Mrs. Charlotte Collyer, who although survived, watched the ship go down, and so many around her die. Click on this link to learn more about the life of Mrs. Charlotte Collyer. Also, click here to read her personal account.
I was moved by this exhibit and if you find yourself in the Metro-Detroit area between now and September 30th, 2012 or if this exhibit travels to your town, I implore you to visit. In my opinion, the exhibit is great for school age children and older.
Have you had a chance to see this exhibit? What do you think?