by Connie from http://www.power-of-giving.com
(North Carolina, USA)
I remember the first time I saw the movie Titanic. I was living in Chicago then.
The movie release date was pushed out several times. By the time it hit our local theaters the people came out in masses.
The theater lines were never ending and it was cold, very cold.
It would be two months before I actually got into the theater without a sold out line.
I sat there like I was watching magic. I was touched by Titanic. I couldn't believe the movie, the special effects, the story line.
I smiled, I laughed, I cried. I cheered for our heroes and I mourned for all the lost souls.
The movie touched me in a way few do and I became very interested in all things Titanic.
A year or so later, a Titanic exhibit came to my city. The exhibit contained real material items extracted and saved from the actual ship.
I couldn't wait to go. To see an actual live piece of history.
When we got to the exhibit, the line was long, VERY long. We patiently waited in line for hours and hours inching ever closer as the day slipped away into late afternoon.
Finally, we were next. As we approached the ticket window I remember thinking, 'this is it, I'm going to actually see the Titanic exhibit.' I was very excited.
The tickets were quite expensive. As the woman in the ticket window quoted the price she explained to us that it would be a two hour wait from this point forward as the exhibit was full and that's how long it would be before others before us moved through the exhibit.
It was 4:30. The exhibit closed at 6:00. We were politely asked to return the next day with our tickets.
We didn't make the purchase. I never went back. The Titanic exhibit moved on to the next city with out me and now that day of waiting just remains a distant memory.
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