Some.

As she walked over to the last remaining lifeboat her dress billowing in the light wind gust.
That was the last time I saw my wife.
She was gone.
At 2:30 A.M. I was gone.
I went done with the ship.
Because I was a male.
And only women and children were able to leave, in life boats, along with the occasional male.
Today my body lies at the bottom of the Atlantic.
With so many others.
Some male.
Some female.
Some even children.
We are surrounded by rubble.
And a sunken ship.
And that ship was Titanic.