It’s 4th grade and I’m at the school that looms large in my memory.
We’re sitting on the steps under the overhang of the building, a covered entryway somewhere between in and out. School hasn’t started yet and it’s almost 8:30. I’m with my best friend Joyce and we’re playing a game called ‘Safety Sam,’ my mom’s invention.
No props just pure imagination and we’re preparing to go on a trip to somewhere and pack our invisible bags.
And then the low rumbling begins.
And the ground starts moving.
Back and forth.
‘Safety Sam’ is the name of the game and we quickly jump off the steps and run outside to the playground.
Mrs. Halgramson is there blowing a whistle, and early arrivers are gathering together and many are crying which I find strange.
‘Our house is cracked, and things were falling off the shelves!’ they say.
To me and Joyce it’s a game, but to others fear and destruction.
The date is April 29, 1965 and it’s my first earthquake but not my last. You can read more about it here. http://www.historylink.org/File/1986
Other places in the United States have hurricanes. Tornados. Flooding. In the Pacific Northwest we have earthquakes and are always being asked the question: Are you ready for the Big One? But exactly how does one prepare for an earthquake?
This post was inspired by Lorna’s prompt over at Gin and Lemonade, Prep.