Today is the 1 year anniversary of the rare 5.8 earthquake that had the Northeast and Mid-Atlantic regions rockin' & rollin' last year. As the house was actually rocking back and forth, my grandson was clinging to the sofa for dear life, while the chandelier over the dining room table swung back and forth, and drawers and cabinet doors in the kitchen flew open. This went on for about 20 seconds and it was over before I had time to realize what the heck had just happened - it was then that I called 911. The pups slept thru it!!! The first thing I did when I went outside, was to open the garage door to make sure that my son's Harley didn't go over - nope - it was still standing. Thankfully we had no damage other then a piece of trim up along the roof that came down. That was my first earthquake - and hopefully, my last.
Anyone else remember that weird day?
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