I was walking my dogs in my local park in Northampton a few years ago when i got into conversation with a lady who i had seen several times,but never really talked to;she was wearing a Grand Canyon sweatshirt,so i said that as a teenager i had often stayed with my couisin in Arizona,and had been there.We got talking about trips to America,and Una (her name!) asked if i had ever been to New York,to which i replied that i had ,and in fact my mother had been born there.I went on to say that as a baby of 3 months she had come over on the Lusitania with her parents and siblings,and that all barring her 2 sisters,and their swedish nurse had survived.She stopped in her tracks,looked at me and said "My Father in law was at the wheel that day,he also survived!"We had lived within 5 minutes of each other for about 5 years and this was the first time we had contact......it wasn't the last,and i set up a meeting for my mum,Audrey Lawson Johnston,nee Warren Pearl,and the gentleman Jack Johnson.If you need to authenticate their names,they are both mentioned in the excellent Diana Preston book,Wilful Murder,the sinking of the Lusitana,Jack's father was called Hugh,which was al