Babyjustrun
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So last night I came home from babysitting and my parents weren't home yet, so I decided to watch the Titanic for like the 895839085903 time. Because it just doesn't get old.
Anyways, near the end, there's a part...
Lewis Bodine: We never found anything on Jack... there's no record of him at all.
Old Rose: No, there wouldn't be, would there? And I've never spoken of him until now... Not to anyone... Not even your grandfather... A woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets. But now you know there was a man named Jack Dawson and that he saved me... in every way that a person can be saved. I don't even have a picture of him. He exists now... only in my memory.
It's that last bit that I bolded that made me think. Think of all the people we never hear about. People who lived in the past, but never had a record on them. People who were never photographed, never remembered in some way.
I mean, isn't their story important too? But we'll never know, because most of them are simply a memory in an old man or woman's mind, and once said person is gone...
It's like as the person is no longer there. The person who held record of them in their memory is no longer there to tell us that persons story.
It's just kind of sad. History and stuff only makes us remember the big stories, the catastrophes, but rarely the people who had to live through it.
Anyways, near the end, there's a part...
Lewis Bodine: We never found anything on Jack... there's no record of him at all.
Old Rose: No, there wouldn't be, would there? And I've never spoken of him until now... Not to anyone... Not even your grandfather... A woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets. But now you know there was a man named Jack Dawson and that he saved me... in every way that a person can be saved. I don't even have a picture of him. He exists now... only in my memory.
It's that last bit that I bolded that made me think. Think of all the people we never hear about. People who lived in the past, but never had a record on them. People who were never photographed, never remembered in some way.
I mean, isn't their story important too? But we'll never know, because most of them are simply a memory in an old man or woman's mind, and once said person is gone...
It's like as the person is no longer there. The person who held record of them in their memory is no longer there to tell us that persons story.
It's just kind of sad. History and stuff only makes us remember the big stories, the catastrophes, but rarely the people who had to live through it.

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