At Liverpool, we board the 'Antonia' for New York. In the Irish Sea we see our sister ship, 'Athenia', torpedoed by a Nazi sub. Longboats carrying passengers to the dull, misty green Irish shore. Consternation aboard our ship. Some wanted to turn back. Captain did not. We zigzagged across the North Atlantic. Canteen ran out of chocolate. No other hardship. I did not know fear because I knew that true history - life and death, too - only existed in books and this wasn't a book that I'd read - just a gray ship in a dark sea.
Gore Vidal, "Palimpsest"
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