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My second reaction was to yell out and see if Dawn was ok - but she didn't answer. She had already run outside and was yelling for me to get out of the house. What a rush! When we got outside we saw hundreds of construction guys in bright orange shirts racing down the emergency steps of the soon to be finished W Hotel at Hollywood and Vine. The foreman was yelling - "Everybody Down!!!!" They were back to work within the hour and none of us felt any of the aftershocks.
I hope podunk doesn't mind if I borrow this picture, but I can imagine how these guys felt after a bit of a rumble in LA -- thankful they were ok and then a peaceful minute.
2 comments:
what a story!
everyone runs out to save their life,
you run over
to save breads and such!
:-)
isn't that the way
with the little things we love!
you were saving your heart's desire,
your glass and floral babies...
{{ you were most fortunate;
may you always be such }}
I don't know, I think "buried under a ginormous pile of beads and notions" sounds like a pretty good way to go if you ask me... ;-)
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