I lived in a 11 floor building when mine happened. Obviously i ran down the stairs to the open space park. We all slept outside that day. My dad suffered ptsd from it he had to take sleeping pills after that. He was paralyzed mouth down when it happened so it was tough for my brothers to carry him down as all that was happening.All of our buildings did fine.
After the 9.2 quake in 1964 (which I remember as being really cool but I was a little kid so what do I know) we made all the codes really tough.
That section of road is right on top of the epicenter, it didn't stand a chance.
We have a lot of cracking in the pavement and lost a couple of onramps but I have to give the road construction people major props, they were out fixing them within hours.
I lived in a 11 floor building when mine happened. Obviously i ran down the stairs to the open space park. We all slept outside that day. My dad suffered ptsd from it he had to take sleeping pills after that. He was paralyzed mouth down when it happened so it was tough for my brothers to carry him down as all that was happening.
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In CA everything is pretty much made to move .I remember my dad reading & showing me pics from the '64 quake but dayum - those roads, commie.
Bet you were truly shook.
Was in CA during a 5.8 & folks there didn't bat an eye.
I remember my dad reading & showing me pics from the '64 quake but dayum - those roads, commie.
Bet you were truly shook.
Was in CA during a 5.8 & folks there didn't bat an eye.
I remember my dad reading & showing me pics from the '64 quake but dayum - those roads, commie.
Bet you were truly shook.
Was in CA during a 5.8 & folks there didn't bat an eye.
Yup.We did in 94, cause all the freeways and over passes closed..
My uncle was in the 94 quake. He was in his office doing work on his computer when the door frame started flexing like a tesseract. Yikes.
For me it was like being inside a tool box dropped off the back of a truck rolling at 65mph on the freeway. It was that loud and shook that hard. It was pitch black in my bedroom that day, I would swear on my life I could see the walls coming apart and slapping back together.
commiecorvus My kitchen had I think three coffee cups left. Stuff ended up in the oven that was in the fridge and there was a mystery stain on the floor that was basically every spice I owned mixed with honey and jack Daniel's, that smell will never leave me.
Fuckin yikes. I remember talking to my uncle on the phone after the fact (he called to assure us that he was alive and uninjured) and me being a little kid had been freaking out and bawling as soon as I saw it on the news. His office complex was completely BTFO and his boss gave everybody in the company several months off with pay. He flew out to visit us while they were rebuilding and brought his dead laptop to show off. It flew across the room during the quake and was basically smashed to bits. I remember the floppy drive popped out and he had it held in with tape. Lol.