Biografia

Eva Hart

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Data di nascita
31 gennaio 1905 · Ilford, Essex, Inghilterra, Regno Unito
Data di morte
14 febbraio 1996 · Londra, Inghilterra, Regno Unito
Nome alla nascita
Eva Miriam Hart

Biografia

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Daughter of Benjamin Hart (died April 15, 1912) and Esther Hart (died 1928).
Survivor of the 1912 sinking of the R.M.S. Titanic.
She returned to England and worked as an industrial welfare officer and magistrate in Essex, England until her retirement.
She was awarded the MBE (Member of the Order of the British Empire) in the 1974 Queen's New Years Honours List for her services to the community.
Has a pub named after her in Chadwell Heath, near where she grew up.

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About boarding the Titanic: We went down to the cabin and that's when my mother said to my father that she made her mind quite firmly that she would not go to bed in that ship, she would sit up at night..she decided that she wouldn't go to bed at night and she didn't!
About the Titanic: To call the ship unsinkable was, to her (Eva's mother), flying in the face of God.
Her mother's premonition: My father was so excited about it and my mother was so upset. The first time in my life I saw her crying...she was so desperately unhappy about the prospect of going, she had this premonition, a most unusual thing for her.
About the Titanic's recovery: One of my reasons for being so particularly averse to the thought of any plundering is that I don't feel the Titanic is a disaster that can be compared with any other. There was no need for anybody to die. With enough time and enough lifeboats, nobody would have died. For that reason, I feel that the sacred site should be left at peace and I bitterly resent any suggestion of plundering. To bring up those things from a mass sea grave just to make a few pounds shows a dreadful insensitivity and greed. The grave should have been left alone. They're simply fortune hunters and pirates!
During the sinking: The panic seemed to start after the boats had gone, we could hear it..after we were rowing away from the ship..then we could hear the panic of the people rushing about on the deck and screaming and looking for lifeboats..I was terrified..it was dreadful..the bow went down first and the stern stuck up in the ocean for what seemed to me like a long time..but it stood up stark against the sky and then keeled over went down, you could hear the people screaming and thrashing about in the water..and finally the ghastly noise of the people trashing about and screaming and drowning, that finally ceased. I remember saying to my mother once, 'Yes, but think back about the silence that followed it' ... because all of a sudden the ship wasn't there, the lights weren't there and the cries weren't there.