In the wake of the Nisqually quake, the Tacoma News Tribune solicited quake stories from its readers. A couple days ago I found the resulting collection. I gathered up a few stories from it, and here they are (if you’d like to find the Tribune’s Nisqually coverage, search their archives):
Lanette Lovelady: When the quake hit, I was crossing over to the parking garage from the main terminal in one of the Sea-Tac Airport’s sky bridges. Everyone froze, suspended above the slammed-to-a-halt traffic. I ran to the parking structure and looked back at the twisting bridge. It looked like Galloping Gertie. An eternal moment of silence followed when the swaying stopped. Then the panic set in and everyone ran around in confusion. I heard screaming in several languages. Several people screamed for help, asking me what to do. Nobody, including myself, knew how to react. I replied, “Get across fast!” It felt like being in a Godzilla movie.
Dorothy Hyatt, in Puyallup: I was opening our mail, and one piece had come from our insurance carrier that day of the earthquake. It was a premium notice asking if we wanted to renew our earthquake insurance, and I had no more than asked my husband “Should we renew it?” when the house started shaking. Before he could answer, God did. And I thought for a moment that I was imagining it because I had looked at the word “earthquake” in the premium notice. Very soon though, reality set in, and we are renewing.