Josh's youngest daughter was about to start high school, so he felt like she was not his baby anymore,

and before classes started, they wanted one last vacation, as a family.

His daughter got to choose a location. It was their tradition.

The kids took turn picking a dream destination before summer was gone.

She was a little weird, so he wasn't shocked when she told him where she wanted to go.

The Queen Mary.

Having lived in Long Beach his whole life, he had always heard stories about the ship,

but he had never been.

The family arrived at 5 o'clock.

They booked a short tour and then dinner in one of the restaurants inside of the ship.

Josh felt queasy and nauseous the whole time, and so did his wife and son, especially near the old

pool. He was glad when the tour was over. Maybe food would help him feel better.

Their walk ended at the lobby area of the ship and his daughter wanted to go look at the boiler room before going to the restaurant.

He told her that that was fine, but they couldn't figure out how to get there.

So they all took turns snatching the small map from each other's hands and staring at it.

This was getting them nowhere.

He saw three men in old military uniforms and told his family to stop arguing.

Those guys probably worked there and they would know where to go.

So he walked over to them and then the men pointed him in the right direction.

Josh ran over back to the family so they could start walking, but in his rush he realized that he hadn't even thanked the men.

So he turned around to yell, thank you.

But no one was there.

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