As you may have heard, we had a little earthquake here in Maine last night. What you probably don't know is that it was just 3.5 miles from my house. No damage, just my girlfriend being a little shake up. No pun intended. None of my shaving gear fell off the shelves.
Every thing is fine. I was parked at a gas station a few miles on the other side of it and got shaken a bit. My girlfriend was at the house and said she heard what sounded like two big explosions and the house shook pretty good.
I experienced a couple of earthquakes. The first one was in 2007 and I thought a bulldozer was driving by my house then the monitor of the computer fell over. The second one was when I was stationed in Egypt. I was on tower duty and the whole tower started to shake, first I noticed the ripples in my water bottle then it started to bounce across the table. I have to say I was kind of worried since my tower was about 50 feet in the air.
Talked to Dad this afternoon. My folks live in Addison, Maine, just about an hour from Bar Harbor up Rt. 1 (about 3 to 3-1/2 hours from Luteplayers). Dad said they didn't feel a thing up there.
As we approach the 201 anniversary of the greatest earth quake in recorded American history (the New Madrid quake of 1811, 1812 and 1813) I am reminded of the first quake that I personally noticed, it was back in the mid 1960s. I was attending the Missouri School of Mines and Metallurgy. It was a Saturday morning an many of us students were watching cartoons on TV in the student union when the shock waves rolled through. We all looked up and in more or less one voice announced that that had been an earth quake and immediately resumed out viewing experience. So much for a good technical education and a thirst for knowledge.