26.8.12

Titanic Survival Story- Emily's and Mine


Titanic Camp Survivor Sally Matheny

This is really a comparison of two survival stories. One is about Emily Borie Ryerson, a survivor of the infamous Titanic ship. 

The other is about me, Sally Matheny, recent survivor of the Titanic Camp at the S.C. State Museum.
At an overnight Titanic Camp in Columbia, S.C., before entering the Titanic exhibit, each person was given a “boarding pass” 


On each pass is information about an actual passenger aboard the steamship Titanic in the year 1912. 

We assume their identities as we travel through the exhibit. At the end, museum participants use this information to discover the outcome of their Titanic passenger.

Boarding passes were handed out randomly, discriminated only by man, woman, boy or girl. My boarding pass was ticket #17608 for Mrs. Arthur Larned Ryerson (Emily Maria Borie) of Haversford, Pennsylvania.

I was very happy I, and Emily Ryerson, were traveling first class. Woo hoo! Mrs. Ryerson probably wouldn’t have whooped. She would have been very proper because she was used to such treatment. 

In fact, when she boarded the Titanic the White Star Line director Bruce Ismay personally greeted her family. The Ryerson family was also given an extra stateroom and Mr. Ismay even assigned them an additional servant.  The Ryersons had brought their maid on the trip as well.

Well, I would have loved for a maid to assist me at the Titanic Camp but alas, none was available and none was assigned to me when I arrived. 

Thankfully, I had a good friend and her son who helped me lug in my heavy air mattress. You see, even though my “boarding pass” said first class, I was actually reclining (notice there was no sleeping mentioned) in the museum’s exhibit on laundry. (stop laughing)

Titanic Boarding Pass
My pizza, chips and gummies were not the first class meal Mrs. Ryerson would have received. However, the Ryerson's tickets cost about $415 (a good bit today, but even more so in 1912). My ticket was $25. Thus the pizza for supper and a granola bar for breakfast.

Mr. and Mrs. Ryerson also had three of their five children traveling with them. They had traveled to Europe to find suitable husbands for their two oldest daughters: Suzette (21) and Emily (18).

I found this very interesting because Mrs. Ryerson (at the time of the ship’s sailing) was 48. I am almost 47. 

She had a daughter who was 21.  I have one who is almost 21. 

She had another daughter named Emily who was 18. I have an eighteen-year old daughter named Emily! Interesting, huh?

Although traveling to Europe sounds fun, I think my girls prefer choosing their own spouses.
Tragedy struck this family before they even boarded the Titanic. The Ryerson’s oldest son Arthur Jr., age 20, was killed in an automobile accident in the states while they were away in Europe. This was the reason for their trip home. 

They were not enjoying the glamour of the Titanic. In fact, it was noted that Mrs. Ryerson was so upset she stayed in her room most of the trip. The family had only taken the Titanic because it was the first ship available to get back home.

They boarded the ship on April 10, 1912. Their oldest son’s funeral would take place on April 19.  There was also a younger son John, age 13, who was traveling with the family on the ship. 

I am uncertain why the youngest daughter did not travel to Europe with the family. Her name was Ellen and she was 17 at the time. One can only guess what Ellen’s reasons were for not going to Europe.
Initially, my 18 yr. old Emily was registered to go to the Titanic Camp with me. Apparently, she forgot about a 5K race she was to run in and could not go. She did win a silver medal at the race though.

I also asked my oldest daughter, Meriana, to go but she had a lot of homework and would have to drive 4 ½ hours from college to get home and turn around and drive another 2 ½ hours to the museum. Perhaps these were similar to Ellen Ryerson’s reasons for not going to Europe—too far to travel or she had previous commitments.

I suppose many of the rich, young fellows were having fun being acquainted with the new automobiles of the day. It is hard to imagine car accidents that long ago. They were probably due more to vehicle safety issues rather than heavy traffic issues. 

My road trip to Columbia was fine until 5:00. Traffic came to a standstill in the middle of a typically fast, three-lane highway and it was not enjoyable at all. I was thanked the Lord repeatedly for arriving safely.
It is sad the Ryerson family was unable to enjoy the luxurious Titanic with its Turkish baths, gym and heated indoor pool. Only the first class passengers could enjoy the pool filled with salt water, and even then, they had to pay a nominal fee to use it. 

At the time, the Titanic was the largest ship in existence, measuring around eleven stories high and weighing 53,000 tons. A luxury soon to be lost at the bottom of the sea.

On April 15, which happens to be my husband’s birthday, Captain Smith gave orders to begin evacuating the women and children. Mrs. Ryerson and her daughters boarded lifeboat #4. Her son, John, was initially blocked from entering the lifeboat but his father protested saying he was only a boy. 

The situation would strike terror in any parent’s heart but imagine what was going through these parents’ minds. They had just lost their oldest son and now their only living son’s life was in danger. The officer gave in and allowed the boy into the lifeboat.
Mrs. Ryerson, her three children, and their maid, all survived. The funeral of the oldest son was postponed.

Why? Because unfortunately, after the sinking of the Titanic, they had the anguish of planning Mr. Ryerson’s funeral as well. 

Life forever changed for the Ryerson family.

They were strong stock though and persevered. The girls finally married as did John. Even Mrs. Ryerson remarried when she was 64 years old to a 48-yr. old financial advisor to China. 

She had met him during her world traveling. Their wedding day was delayed for a day due to his 9,000 mile trip by boat, train and plane. Even Mrs. Ryerson’s chartered jet and big sedan could not get her fiancĂ©e to the church on time. 

Sometimes it doesn’t matter how much money you have--life happens. It is what it is.
Mrs. Ryerson, although very wealthy, had to endure hardships and learn how to persevere. My only hardships at Titanic Camp were trying to sleep with the museums's lights and sounds. The migraine and lack of a hot shower did not help either, but... 
I survived.

*Information was collected from the Titanic Artifact Exhibit and multiple newspaper clippings posted on www.encyclopedia-titanica.org.
I recommend the Titanic Artifact Exhibit for all ages.
I do not recommend the museum's movie, “Saving the Titanic,” for children, due to the repeated use of bad language and mature scenes. No warning or rating is given prior to the showing of the movie.



12.8.12

Teachers Are Gearing Up!


Teachers everywhere are gearing up. Packing away their bathing suits and unpacking their school supplies; summer is almost over and inventories are taking place. What do I have? What do I need?

No matter if they teach public or private school, most likely teachers will be investing money out of their own pockets to meet the needs of their students. This especially goes for homeschool teachers.

Where can good deals be found?

v  Yard Sales (especially those of retired teachers!)

v  Local Charities (Hopsice Resale Shop, Yokefellow, etc.) Check frequently for books, games, etc.

v  Thrift Shops (You never know what treasure you’ll find. I found a large wooden, painted pterodactyl that hangs from the ceiling. It has a string you pull to make it “fly.” I’m guessing it cost $25 or more retail. I paid $2).

v  Library Sales (great books for a bargain!)

v  Used Book Sales (Some organizations hold these periodically. If you luck up on a homeschool sale, you may reel in educational games/videos as well.)

v  “Back-to-School” Sales (I love those 1-cent items!) (*By the way, STAPLES recognizes homeschool teachers in their free, Teacher Reward program)

v  Craig’s List, E-bay, Amazon, etc.

v  Homeschool teachers- check around to see if you can borrow/rent/buy books from other homeschool families.

This past week I had a pleasant surprise. A friend called stating she worked with Youth Empowerment in Forest City. She explained they had some textbooks donated and could only use some of them. Would I be interested in the rest for homeschooling? Of course I was!

When I went to preview the books, I was overwhelmed at the quality and quantity of textbooks! Woo Hoo! The floodgates had opened and textbooks on Algebra, Latin, Spanish, World History and Civics had spilled out!

Youth Empowerment needed a certain number of books moved out so I enlisted some help and hauled the books back to my garage. Some excited homeschool moms will be visiting me this week to see what they can use. The remaining books will be at our large homeschool meeting this Friday for more families to consider. We plan to set out a donation jar for Youth Empowerment beside the textbooks. Hopefully, we will be able to return this wonderful blessing through donations.

If you’re not familiar with Youth Empowerment, check out their website:


They’re doing some great things with kids in Rutherford County. Maybe you would like to be a blessing as well.










5.8.12

Good News, Bad News

Saturday was a "good news-bad news" kind of day. 
Last year our daugher had a furnished apartment while away at college. This year she did not so we had to rent a trailer to haul furniture on a four hour trip. All went well until it was time for the trip home. It was a day of good and bad news. Sometimes it got better. Sometimes it got worse.

Bad News: Flat tire, blazing sun, my hubby, me and the kid…stuck on the side of a four-lane blur of traffic.

Good News: Within a minute after the tire blew, an IMAP Highway worker pulled up and offered my husband a ride to go get a tire.

Better News: “The man said it’ll only take 30 minutes,” my husband said. “He said you all will be fine. Lock the doors. I’ll be right back.”

Bad News: The “thirty minutes” was one way. No one knew it was one way except the IMAP man. It would be over an hour before they returned.

Worse News: The kid and I did not know the thirty minutes was one way because my cell phone battery died and my husband and I could not communicate. My husband said he tried to call and felt sick when he couldn't reach us.


Good News: We were safe. My seven-year old said he would protect me and
showed me all his orange plastic firearms.

Better News: We had “real” protection that wasn’t orange or plastic.

Bad News:   We became hot and hungry.

Good News: Dad left his keys so we turned on the air. We stretched a towelout to cover the front window. Finding a bag of chips and lukewarm bottled water was our treasure. (I always told my husband he could live off the stuff he kept inside his truck!)
Bad News: Boredom set in again.

Good News: I purchased a new box of crayons and paper earlier that day. We tested every color. Thank goodness, I bought a box of 48 crayons!

Bad News: After awhile we got bored again.

Worse News: Numerous rounds of “Rock, Paper, Scissors.”
Good News: Found an “Odyssey” story CD from a Chick-fil-a kids’ meal. Listened to that while we played with tiny army men.

Better News: The men finally returned and put the new tire on quickly.

Bad News: The new tire cost $80.00. Two days rental of the trailer was$46.00. Gas for the trip cost $130. We won’t even mention food,  our hotel, and groceries for the daughter, etc., etc.

Good News: Thankfully, we made it back safe…but you won’t be seeing us out shopping or at the usual restaurants for awhile. Just drop by for a visit and we’ll eat some pork-n-beans together.

Best News: It's not about the money or food, it's all about the people.