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Originally Posted by 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.
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We're just above you on the edge of Pacific Heights at Cal/Octavia. We're on bedrock and had nary a crooked picture in 1989. I was just coming out of work and waiting for a 1 California bus in front of the Hyatt. It was the strongest and longest quake I can remember, it sure felt a lot longer than 15 seconds. I grabbed the bus pole to stop from falling over.