I was ten years old the day of the earthquake. My father was stationed at Elmendorf Air Force Base, but we lived in Mountain View. My parents and my brother had gone to the base to get groceries and run errands. This was the first time they had allowed me to stay home.
I had played for a little while and then lay down on my bed, and was taking a short nap when I woke up because my bed shaking. I soon realized it was out in the middle of the floor. I tried to get off the bed and walk up a hallway, but that was difficult. It was like trying to walk on one of those fun house walks that move up and down. As I made my way through the house, everything was moving and things were falling off the walls. My mom’s dishes were falling out of the cabinets. The food in the refrigerator and cabinets was everywhere. I remember sounds like a guitar being strummed by something else. (I think the TV was hitting it) There were all kinds of crashing sounds from the things that were falling. I finally made my way out to the porch steps as we lived in a duplex. I sat down and watched the Earth literally roll just like waves of the ocean. There was no cracking or crevasses being made just wave-like rolling ground which seemed to last forever. As I sat there our landlord had pulled up at the beginning of the quake. When it finally stopped, he told me to stay put, and drove back to his house to see about his wife.
It seemed like forever, but my parents finally came home. My dad had gone to his work and my mom and brother had been at the BX, but at the time it happened they were thrown over into the snow.
We did not have much damage to our home, but we were not allowed to use the water or our heat. My dad being in supply was able to access most things for our needs at the time. It was a little chilly though. There were many aftershocks. I think they were scarier that the initial quake. I know before this I had no idea about earthquakes.
When we finally went back to school I remember we had to share our building with Government Hill Elementary because their building had slid downhill. We went in the afternoon and they went in the morning.
I remember my mom used to have a newspaper and other pictures, but I never did find any of them in things when she died. My family was all safe, but this was an event that still shakes me today.