Iceberg

 I’ve got a familiar story for you. Yes – familiar, but not the one you might be thinking of as you hear the tale. 

Back when the rich took time to ‘dress’ for dinner, when no female would ever consider wearing pants, and long before air travel was practical. Back in the glory days of trans-Atlantic travel - there was a ship. A ship built bigger and grander than any other. It was an engineering marvel for it’s time. It could cut through the ocean waters at speeds of up to 30 knots. The ship was over 800 feet long – larger than any other vessel. An absolute miracle of modern know-how and ambition. 

This astonishing ship’s maiden voyage was the hot ticket. First class passage was sure to be where the rich and famous would be – traveling in style like never before, on the British luxury liner, from Europe to the United States. With elegant dinning at every meal – and shuffleboard on the upper deck.