Dispatches
Dispatches from Home – Death! The Great Equalizer.
Greetings! One hundred and thirteen years have passed since the unsinkable Titanic sank, taking 1,496 souls with her to a frigid, watery grave. The Titanic continues to serve as a powerful symbol of human pride and arrogance. However, just as…
Dispatches from Home – Titanic Strikes Iceberg April 14, 1912. Fast forward to the 16th.
When we read about the Titanic, its 1st Class passengers, with their gilded wealth and posh lifestyles, are always front and center. 2nd Class passengers are mentioned too, a myriad of preachers, missionaries, businessmen, teachers, and middle-class families. When 3rd…
Dispatches from Home – Tea and Sympathy, Third Times the Charm.
Greetings! As I enter my golden years, I often sit in the still quiet of the morning, a hot cup of coffee in my hand, pondering what the future holds and the past reveals. Thoughts of the future usually find…
Dispatches from Home – The Titanic and the Nazis.
In the aftermath of the Titanic disaster, the ship became a metaphor for all of society’s misfortunes. The years leading up to the sinking had been excessively optimistic. Rich and poor alike put their faith in technological advances, believing mankind…
Dispatches from Home – Titanic. An Immersive Experience.
Greetings! Spring is my favorite time of the year to visit New Orleans. The city’s massive oaks are crowned with spring-green leaves as magenta azaleas gather at their feet. The cacophony of city sounds, bustling people, and the delicious aroma…
Dispatches from Home – The Titanic’s Unknown Child.
On a foggy cold day, April 17, 1912, the cable-laying ship, Mackay-Bennett, steamed out of Halifax, Nova Scotia. Her destination, the arctic-cold North Atlantic. Her job, searching for and recovering the bodies of the Titanic’s dead passengers. The crew aboard,…
Dispatches from Home – The Titanic and the Old Curiosity Shop.
Like Dickens’ old curiosity shop, my little house is a repository of battered antiques, ruined finery, and dusty memories. Because less-is-best in interior design these days, when I shuffle off this mortal coil, my treasures may bring a buck-fifty at…
Dispatches from Home – Prophecies. Bad Omens. And a Lucky Pig.
“I don’t believe in fortune-tellers!” Edith said, sitting in the gilded splendor of Madame de Thebes’ Parisian salon, the most famous fortune-teller of the late 19th Century. “I shall predict your fortune anyway,” the lady said in the flickering candlelight,…
Dispatches from Home – Blanche from Laurel, Mississippi.
Greetings! What a delightful afternoon! Sitting alone at the Biloxi Half Shell Oyster House, imagine my surprise when a lovely young lady suddenly appeared, as if out of the blue, and said, “Sir, may I sit and have lunch with…
Dispatches from Home – He is Risen.
Greetings! “He is not here: for He is risen, as He said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay.” – Matthew 28:6. And because He lives, so will all those who believe in Him. And they will spend eternity…
Dispatches from Home – Titanic: The Last Sunset.
Easter, 1912, fell on April 7th. The magnificent churches and cathedrals of England would have been packed, their soaring, columned interiors filled with the sweet bouquet of incense and majestic choral music. But on the RMS Titanic, its luxurious interiors…
Dispatches from Home – The Titanic Cat.
Propelled by the Titanic’s grandeur, the glamour of its 1st Class passengers, and the immigrant dreams of those in steerage, everything from its rivets to its china patterns has been placed under the microscope. But what about the little bow-wows…