Midnight Cruise

March 18, 1920. Ive finally checked into my cabin. Its cozy and nice enough. Its a little bumpy, but I think its something I can get used to. Before boarding, I called my mom in Stowe to tell her that Im out of touch for the next week - were going out to sea. My mom wished me a good rest, although her voice gave away a slight anxiety. Thats okay, Im sure this trip will be good for me, and Mom will be patient. It is time to go to bed, I am tired. March 19, 1920. I slept just fine! I havent had su...