The True Story Of The 2 Toddlers Who Survived The Titanic Alone
“Who are Louis and Lola?” the newspaper screamed
Louis Hoffman and a fellow passenger burst into Hoffman’s cabin to wake his children. Curly haired little moppets, the oldest was two months shy of turning four. The little one had just turned two. It was April, 1912, and Hoffman and his boys were second-class passengers on the Titanic.
Quickly, the men bundled the children into warm blankets and carried them to the deck. The very last lifeboat was being loaded.
Titanic staff had joined hands and formed a circle around the deck to control who boarded that last lifeboat. Women and children, they yelled.
The two year old was passed through first. Hoffman paused, holding the older boy and whispering to him. Then he kissed his son goodbye and he, too, was dropped into the last lifeboat.
Hoffman was a friendly and well dressed man with the same dark eyes and wavy hair as his children. A widower, he’d told other passengers.
Lost their mama, so he was taking his children to America to start a new life. Now he stood watching his babies sail away in the arms of strangers.
Except, his name wasn’t Louis Hoffman. And he wasn’t a widower.
