As one who lived through the Northridge quake just down the street from the building her friend was in, I concur on the shoes under the bed. For me that was the biggest thing — I nearly lost a toe. Having a warm car for my wife and newborn baby was critical too. It was 4:31am in January, and even in LA that can be cold.
posted on 04/04/2010 9:12:34 PM PDT
(Now can we forget about that old rum-runner Joe Kennedy and his progeny of philandering drunks?)
One of the things that stick out in my mind after the '94 Northridge quake was stepping outside and looking up at the sky and seeing all the brilliant stars present that were usually obliterated by the city lights..........
and then I found an unbroken bottle of champagne amongst the debris in my kitchen.
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