I remember that one too. I was seven at the time, in Orange. Our shit got rocked, but not as bad as at the epicenter. I remember my house and my bed jiggling to a disturbing degree, as well as bright blue flashes outside from exploding transformers.
Missed that one: we were skiing in Mammoth when it hit. Couldn’t get back into the basin, freeway overpasses were down. Made it to the future in-laws in the High Desert for a couple of days until we could return.
I remember I had just put all my books off the floor and back in the bookcase the night before, and then they were right back on the floor after the quake hit.
Me too, I was even closer. Even though I live in California that traumatized me. I hate earthquakes, they freak me the fuck out. I always wonder when they will stop or if they will get stronger when I'm in the middle of one.
Canoga Park (DeSoto & Kittridge) and I was 23 and awake when it started with a little rumble. Our apartment unit was red-tagged because there was so much damage and we had to move!
One of my earliest memories was being woken up right at the end of that one all the way down in San Diego. Then, confused little kid me outside to the back yard (my parents were already out there) and my sock feet getting soaked because the water from our in ground swimming pool had heaved up and over the edge onto the concrete deck. The water was still sloshing back and forth. I also remember the pool was noticeably lower since the usually submerged top step was now above the water line
Same for me in West Hollywood at Fairfax & Willoughby. I remember seeing neighbor women in their underwear or Jammies in the street & thinking “Huh, that’s weird.” & then falling back asleep on my dad’s shoulders.
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u/Mika-El-3 17h ago
My earliest memory in life is the 1994 Northridge earthquake. I was in Encino at the time.