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The big 2010 Easter quake happened after I'd just moved back to CA from FL, and was staying at Abe's house until my new apartment was available.
The shaking was pretty intense. It actually tipped over a beer glass which had sentimental value to me, and destroyed it.
Also, dozens of people were killed, and thousands left homeless.
When I embarked upon my ill-advised journey into law school, I lived in an apartment complex which was owned by the University of Santa Clara. Despite my short tenure, there were many good memories. My housemate from Austria who was amazed by how tiny the US Constitution was, the Chinese-German woman who had the molecular structure of caffeine tattooed on the back of her neck (seriously, Chinese-German is literally the most exotic breed in all of human history. She was an absolute monster, in the best and worst of ways) the hippie chick at the vegan bar on 1st St. which also happened to serve utterly astounding microbrews that you couldn't get anywhere else, and so on.
And also the fact that the university had printed very official-looking signs above the fireplace in every apartment indicating that they were condemned and prohibited from use, due to the Loma Prieta earthquake which had occurred 30 YEARS PREVIOUSLLY.
Seriously, the majority of students living in that complex had not yet been born when the earthquake which rendered their fireplaces unfit for use occurred.
If anyone remembers when I gave away for free* my car in 2013, same apartment complex.
* = this started a bidding war, which amused me greatly as I was driving across the country in a Penske moving van. I think I was somewhere near Kansas when I declared a winner and drove to a FedEx office to mail the key & title to whoever it was that offered the highest bribe to squelch anyone else from physically stealing it out of the parking lot.
It was me who won the bidding war. I remember picking it up and noticing how you strategically parked it in a way so it couldn't be towed. It'll hopefully be resurrected over the summer.
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