Poor Brian Williams has really put his foot into it. In fact, the NBC anchor has sunk up to his knees. But these sort of pesky memory slips can happen to just about anybody, can’t they?
In that spirit, I’ve decided to clarify some of my own past comments: 
I was not aboard the HMS Titanic when it sank in 1912. It turns out that I was on a ship that crossed the Atlantic 61 years later that passed through the general vicinity where Titanic struck the iceberg. (Though in my case it was July and not April, and I was a 7-year old boy traveling with my parents, and not, as I initially stated, a 19-year old Irish colleen emigrating to America, lured by the promise of a job as a washerwoman in the South End of Boston and engaged to marry a man she had never met.)
Somehow my memory “conflated” these two not-even-remotely connected events and I apologize if I somehow unintentionally, inadvertently, or unconsciously mislead anybody. It’s amazing the tricks the mind plays on you sometimes!
Also, while I’m at it, I’d also like to clear the air and also state that I was not a witness to Pickett’s Charge at the Battle of Gettysburg in 1863. It turns out I was in Philadelphia during the summer of 1981….
Brave New Whirl 