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I was finishing my first year of college, and spending a lot of time with a particular boy (still with him, a zillion years later). I went home for the summer and my mother informed me mid-July or so that I wasn't going back to school in the fall. I spent the fall semester back at the community college local to my parents. The end of December my honey came to hold my hand while I moved out of my parents' house to Montana to live with him. He had broken his tailbone just a few days before, so his bus ride was ... unpleasant. But he valued me enough to endure it.

I remember the earthquake; we heard about it on tv. I think my dad was watching the baseball game in Candlestick park. I came up from the basement into the kitchen and dad joked that they just broke Candlestick park. Of course then we hear about the damage to the rest of the city and it's horrifying. Was that the one where the freeway collapsed? That was awful.

And of course now we live in CA. With earthquakes.