My Totally Inconsequential Earthquake Experience
For those of you who are used to earthquakes, you’ll just have to bear with me. I live in Virginia and we’re simply not accustomed to that kind of thing. I was in my thirties before I experienced my first quake, a lowly 3.1 or something. And that was soon enough for me. That measly little three-pointer would have lasted me a lifetime. Think 100 by 100. An interesting thing to experience, but I was in no hurry for it. continue reading…
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