I remember my first earthquake -- Spring or Summer of 1986, I was sharing an apartment in Jersey City with my college friend Gabriela, I was awakened just after dawn one morning by, as Epsilon described it, shaking and humming. Still more than 50% asleep, I wondered for a moment, then murmured to myself, "oh, an earthquake" and went back to sleep. To this day I still marvel at the matter-of-fact way in which I reacted.
Hmm. Quick lookup suggests I'm remembering the Boonton earthquake of 6/29/1986, which had a Magnitude of 1.5.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.
Hmm. Quick lookup suggests I'm remembering the Boonton earthquake of 6/29/1986, which had a Magnitude of 1.5.
-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.