tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350406615166417147.post4567197676759609012..comments2024-03-26T22:55:14.070-07:00Comments on Avoiding Regret: Photo Essay: RMS Queen Mary, Magic Hour to DuskSandi Hemmerleinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16500439516140538378noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1350406615166417147.post-637423942447689662012-09-12T18:22:01.875-07:002012-09-12T18:22:01.875-07:00I sailed on the Queen Mary as a child in the 1940s...I sailed on the Queen Mary as a child in the 1940s after WWII.Incredibly glamorous then.Black tie and long gowns at dinner. On one January crossing, we hit very bad weather at dinner and everything went flying. The next day all those shoes left outside the cabin to be shined where all over the place. I was one of the few passengers not plagued with seasickness. I felt I had the whole of this great ocean liner to myself. When we arrived in South Hampton, ambulances awaited to take those with broken bones off the ship.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com