That was the first large quake I experienced.
I was in a Stanford 3rd floor library at the time and watched all
the books fall out of the shelves into waist-high piles.
I hid under a table. Felt like minutes, really just tens of seconds.
One death at Stanford and 1/4 of the campus condemned.
http://news.stanford.edu/news/2004/october13/gifs/Quakes_library.jpg
Power was out for a day or two and there was three day holiday.
You wouldnt know there was a quake at all in my ground-floor
apartment.
Internet email survived better than the telephones, if you still had
power.
The USGS had been putting Caliornia seismicity files in ftp sites
and in this newsgroup. It was still a couple years before the Web and
browsers.
Traditionally there are review sessions at geophysics conference on
major anniversaries.
The old data is re-analysed with the latest methods.
The Decemebr AGU program is still being created.
I can wait.
Had I not left SF about a month earlier, I would have just gotten off
work, and if not caught in the elevator, would have been walking out
of a building whose outer walls had a lot of glass, on the corner of
Post and Van Ness, when it hit. However, I was in the Northeast
instead, saw pictures of the shattered store windows in Union Square a
few blocks further down Post, and figured that building--1 Daniel
Burnham Court (found this image of it in 2008 from somebody's Flickr
page: http://www.flickr.com/photos/pork-chop/3033255371/)--took a big
hit, and I hoped nobody was injured. Maybe the design held, though;
it's also on the list of fire locations the following night**, but the
fire started as a barbecue and was reported shortly before 9.
Apparently the building was in good enough shape for its residents to
stay there, although some were unlucky or careless with their home
cooking.
**http://www.sfmuseum.net/quake/fires.html
Barb
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"What quarrel, what harshness, what unbelief in each other can subsist
in the presence of a great calamity, when all the artificial vesture
of our life is gone, and we are all one with each other in primitive
mortal needs?"
-- George Elliott