[Strangler Lewis]

In 1989, we lived in an apartment on top of a hill in the Western Addition of San Francisco. We had all our glasses on open shelves in the kitchen. Though it felt like we were riding a jackhammer, somehow we rode the wave and lost just one champagne flute. Our neighbors, whose kitchen was oriented differently, had everything come down. Still a better outcome than some of those who lived near the marina whose buildings came down around them. All around, still better than Iran, Armenia, etc.