Well, all the wondering is over. We know what happened to the Titan. I mean, that was the stuff of nightmares there, wasn't it? Envisioning five people alive in a tiny submersible. Cold. In the dark. Waiting for the oxygen to run out. That scenario made me sick to think about.
Today, they announced that they'd found a debris field consistant with a catastrophic implosion. Reading further about it, it says that the implosion would have happened quicker than the victims could have processed what was happening. They died instantly and never knew what hit them.
Their grief stricken families probably take some solace in that, I imagine. I would have.
We went up and worked again today. It was cooler. We did not make the progress we had hoped for, but we are half way done with the joists.
We're getting another load of lumber dropped off tomorrow, a reminder that we've only just begun.