I was very young, but the memory remains.
When Tampomas II sank,
one of Indonesia’s worst maritime accidents, Mom carefully explained
the basics of the event before sternly forbidding me to mention it in my
Balinese dancing class. Capt. A Rivai, who bravely rescued passengers
before going down with the ship himself, had a daughter in the class,
and Mrs. Rivai hadn’t figured out how to tell her.