One thing I was really happy about when I moved to Indiana was the knowledge that I was leaving California earthquakes behind. After all, even though there are many tornadoes in Indiana, and the occasional ice storm, these are predictable weather disasters. Earthquakes just blindside you!
That is why I was shocked to be awoken at about 8am one Sunday morning about two weeks after moving to Indiana by a gentle rocking of my bed. I was unsure if it was an earthquake at first, but just as I realized it really was an earthquake, it was over.
No one had bothered to tell me that there is a large fault line that runs through southern Indiana!
Thankfully, that earthquake was small, only about 3.6, and there was no major damage done by it, but I joked with Elliott that we must have brought earthquakes with us from California.
Fast forward to 5:30 this morning... another earthquake. This one wasn't centered here, and although it was approaching a decent magnitude, it was a gentle rolling quake, and was over right about the time we woke the kids up and got in a doorway with them.
Is it the ghosts of the great San Francisco earthquake that happened exactly 102 years ago today coming to life?