I'm sorry. I know well, That John Maxtone-Graham wasn't born til 1929. I wouldn't call him a old chestnut, I'm have at some respect, in case I haven't shown it recently. I just haven't been myself lately. I wish you can see me now. Ever since France Norway
passed from this world, I was never the same. I kept a brave face to those who love me, but honestly, I been slipping. I hope I don't have to tell you what I'm slipping into. When Regal Empress was gone, I was very angry. And when Saga Rose went, she took what was left of my good side, &, I can't believe I'm going to tell you all, & I hope you can forgive me, but, I sold my very soul to the Ocean Liners. When I found out more about the Wilhelm Gustloff
I decided not to forgive the Soviet Russians for what they did, I did not even care if the Nazi ship was the enemy. To me the Gustloff
was a Ocean Liner. One more thing, I already made it clear regarding QE2's future that if anything happen to her, I would never be happy again, & that I wouldn't care for anything or anyone except ships. Because it is getting to the point that the ships will be the only thing that would give me peace & comfort. Call me selfish, unreasonable, anything you like, but it's my life. I'm not going to argue about Britannic's length anymore. The Japanese porverb says Iwanu ga hana, somethings are better unsaid. I don't to say anything more that I might regret. I only ask you read this before deleting it. I must go. Forgive me guys.
Tyler Joshua Frederick