My younger sister Heather is the family historian. I always check my dates with her. Today she E-mailed me that she had mistakenly given the wrong year for our grand-parents immigration to Canada.
They sailed on the Empress of Ireland July 1913.
It was a ship of Edwardian splendor – for the first class passengers.
Originally they planned to sail on the Titantic in 1912. Their passage on the fateful maiden voyage of the Titantic was cancelled. Grandmother was experiencing a difficult pregnancy and was unable to travel.
In 1914, a year after my grandparents sailed on her, the Empress of Ireland was rammed in dense fog by the Norwegian collie, Storstad. She sunk fourteen minutes later in the St. Lawrence River. 1,014 souls, passengers and crew, died in the worst maritime disaster in Canadian history.
More lives than were lost when the Empress of Ireland went down, than in the sinking of the Titanic.
Fate intervened. My grandparents made a safe ocean voyage, and consequently we made it into the world.