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OH yeah, that one rocked me out of bed all right. Finished college a couple years ago, the economy was in a tail spin, that I remember really well. My plan was to get out to my little cabinet shop in the valley to clean things up, ready to close shop for good within the next couple months to stop the bleeding because I was offered a teaching job at a local high school as a shop teacher. It jolted me out of bed and the sound was ferocious, like a freight train coming through at full speed. I think my little bed moved a couple of feet. My aunt's house in Granda Hills had some serious structural damage, eventually it was rebuilt. A lot of people ran out of insurance money, enough to fix the structure, but not enough to complete the finish product. My current neighbor down the street cut her teeth as a FEMA lawyer on the Northridge quake and has been with FEMA ever since.
Somehow I don't remember the Landers quake. The name I do remember but not the earthquake itself.
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