Today is the fourteenth anniversary of the Northridge Earthquake. The pictures in this post are all from places I knew well. One is parking structure at my university and another is of the Bullocks department store that used to be at the Northridge Mall.
I saw Schindlerâ€™s List the night before the quake. I remember it well. I went with a friend who wasnâ€™t Jewish. We spent several hours after the movie talking about it. She wanted to know if I had lost family in the Holocaust and what my thoughts were.
By the time I got home I was wired. I couldnâ€™t sleep so I sat up until the wee hours of the morning. Eventually I fell asleep, but not for all that long. The quake hit just a short time after I had nodded off.
I woke up to screams, violent shaking, car alarms and the sounds of breaking glass. When I stepped outside into the cool night air I saw a different Los Angeles. The power was out all throughout the city. The lack of city lights made the stars in the sky seem far more intense than normal.