Last Night, 7:40 PM: We Felt 2 Enormous Blasts
& the house on Venice Beach shook to the timbers. It didn’t feel like an earthquake, but that can never be discounted in SoCal. I was convinced it was an explosion. Nothing was broken, just a few paintings were askew. No sirens, helicopters or electrical outages. Life went on as usual outside.
It turned out we were at the EPICENTER of a quake that hit in the ocean, just one-mile off the Venice Pier. Amazingly, it was tiny, just 3.4 on the Richter scale.
I’ve experienced countless tremors & many earthquakes; a hurricane in Fla.; a cylone, going down the other side of a fairway on a golf course in Ohio; & a typhoon in China!–But this one spooked me.