Sandra Mitchell Adams – Fort Richardson

My dad was stationed at Fort Richardson. We lived across from ball fields and Boy Scout and Girl Scout huts. I remember the manmade ice skating rinks. I also remember every minute of the Alaska earthquake. It was supper time. My dad had the rank for that set of quarters. A lot of the people in that bldg. came to our basement for shelter. Food came out of cabinet, fish out of fish bowl. Streets with cracks. Tops of bldg’s downtown even with streets. I don’t know which was worse, the quake, or tremors after, for so long.