I was at work in the basement of a concrete building when the quake struck. All I could think about was several tons of cement landing on my head. I paused in a doorway for about two seconds and then the shaking got a lot worse and I bolted for the stairs.

I work for a musical instrument company, and we have several hundred acoustic instruments in the place. The only damage was when two small harps fell off a shelf and landed on a large harp, so we were very lucky in that regard. While we were all out in the street I saw someone in a car weaving through all the people and honking his horn to try to get the cars in front of him to get out of the way so he could drive out onto the antique drawbridge that everyone else wisely stopped in front of. What's wrong with some people?

Has anyone heard from Liland?

John Peekstok