This was not a cruise ship we were aboard. There were no stabilizers, so the ship did plenty of rocking even in calm water. Our cabins did not have baths or showers. There were public showers for the dependents and the toilets were in a room with a long line of toilets that were constantly flushing. Our rooms had bunk beds that were attached to the walls. There were four beds in the room, my sister Elaine slept with my Mother, the rest of us had our own bed.
The typhoon hit with a vengeance. One woman was thrown from her bed and broke her leg in the fall. Another poor woman was so seasick that she ran to the commodes and barfed up her false teeth. Since the toilets never stopped flushing, her teeth were gone for good. King Neptune got a new pair of dentures. She was going to meet her husband whom she had not seen for at least a year and was going to have to greet him toothless.
Seasickness was rampant. Almost everyone was seasick. Thanksgiving 1952 arrived and only a handful of people showed up in the dining room. My Mother, sisters and I were among that handful. My brother Lee was too seasick to eat. The tablecloths were wet to prevent the dishes from sliding off the table. Our waiter brought us soup and carried it to the table in the traditional manner of carrying food on a tray with one hand. The ship lurched and very hot soup spilled on his hands, burning them. The sounds from the storm were terrifying as everyone tried to eat their Thanksgiving meal in silence. Waiters could barely walk between the dining room and the kitchen. The meal was eaten in silence and everyone returned to their cabin.