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August 7, 2015
The Time Travel Journals: Shipbuilder, Chapter 23
An example of Titanic’s plans. Chapter 23
July 1907
“Lord Dunmore,” Sam said to Tom and Casey at dinner one night, “was delighted to hear about your engagement. He says he has worked with your father on various projects, Tom, so he knows who you are.”
“Oh, indeed.” Tom gave it some thought. “I don’t believe we’ve met, but I remember my father talking about him over the years. He’s been in London for some time, hasn’t he?”
Sam nodded. “My understanding is that he was living there until a coupl...
August 3, 2015
The Time Travel Journals: Shipbuilder, Chapter 22
Sculpture representing the shipyard workers stands in the worker’s residential district. The cranes in the background are in the shipyard. Chapter 22
April–June 1907
Sea trials for the Adriatic were on Wednesday the first of May. Then she would head straight to Liverpool where she would pick up crew and passengers, as well as finish the last minute fitting out. “There are a million things,” Tom rather resignedly explained to Sam and Casey, “still to do up until the minute we sail.” The actual...
July 30, 2015
The Time Travel Journals: Shipbuilder, Chapter 21
“Dunallon,” Thomas Andrews’ home in Belfast. Chapter 21
April 1907
Casey struggled to button her delicate, flouncy blouse before Tom arrived on Saturday afternoon to drive them to Ardara. Why is Edwardian fashion so enamored of fastenings in the back? It’s like they expect everyone to have a personal maid. She stared at her face in the mirror of her vanity: skin flushed, eyes wide, like a deer in the headlights. I can’t figure out what my role is supposed to be in Tom’s family. They think I w...
July 27, 2015
The Time Travel Journals: Shipbuilder, Chapter 20
Chapter 20
April 1907
Tom played on the North Down Cricket Team, and he invited Casey and Sam to the game in Belfast on a Saturday afternoon in late April. There was no rain, so Casey spread a blanket on the grass with the other spectators. Tom loved seeing her there, looking over often enough that a few of his mates felt it necessary to remind him to play cricket. They were jovial about it, since he managed to score a respectable amount.
He kept looking because she was the perfect picture of...
July 25, 2015
Grrrr!
I just spent two hours writing a post and lost the WHOLE thing in a nanosecond. No, you’re not getting it now. I refuse.
July 24, 2015
Unintended Consequences — Nancy Mohrbacher
Here’s a concise update on the benefits of bedsharing and the dangers of NOT bedsharing. I think it’s awful how our misinformed medical establishment has so thoroughly frightened today’s parents about this.
Unintended Consequences — Nancy Mohrbacher.
The Time Travel Journals: Shipbuilder, Chapter 19
Cornerstone for the Thomas Andrews Memorial Hall in Comber. Chapter 19
March 1907
I was right about the look on his face, Casey thought, hardly able to breathe as Tom gazed at her in the green dress when he first arrived to pick them up. The moment was so tense with desire that neither one of them felt able to move or speak. Sam broke it up, muttering out loud as he walked past Tom, “They never understand how cruel it is to look like that when you’ve got some place to be.”
They both la...
July 20, 2015
The Time Travel Journals: Shipbuilder, Chapter 18
Queen’s University students relax in the botanic gardens. Chapter 18
March 1907
During her lunch break, Casey went outside to escape the heat of working in the tropical section of the glass Palm House. She ate on the lawn, with a partial view of the herbaceous border, and re-read a note from Tom that had arrived that morning. Especially the part that made her knees shake.
“My parents have invited you and Sam to dinner at Ardara, on Saturday. Will you come? I am so anxious for all of you...
July 16, 2015
Helping Kids Find Alternatives to “the Tantrum” | Evolutionary Parenting | Where History And Science Meet Parenting
How about a few calm-down techniques for the young families out there? All part of the service.
The Time Travel Journals: Shipbuilder, Chapter 17
The author in Belfast Botanic Gardens February–March 1907
Sam noted with some amusement that Casey had not yet answered his good morning, or his twice-repeated question of how her evening had gone. He had accompanied them to the dance, of course. Tom would never have taken her without a chaperone. But he’d pretty much left them on their own at the dance, which had been hosted by the Lord of something-or-other, at a grand estate on the edge of town. He’d been nervous about social interac...
