I looked out the windows and saw nothing but gray. We were caught in the tail end of Hurricane Camille, a very chilling experience. I went up to the lounge because staying in my cabin made me more seasick. I felt that I might as well try to take my mind off my unsettled stomach. The lounge seemed enormous, perhaps even larger than usual since there were only a handful of passengers up there, maybe seven or eight of us. One gentleman at the bar was drinking scotch and milk – it did not sound very tasteful to me, but he said it helped with his ulcer. The rest of us were younger, all somewhere in our late teens and early twenties. Somebody played the piano and the rest of us drank and sang.As night came, or should I say, the next morning, the time to disembark drew near. We all went out on our way to get ready.-- Patrick Restivo, who sailed from Le Havre to New York on the SS United States in August of 1969