Commodore Camille Daniels invited us to dinner at Long Beach Yacht Club. A pleasant evening. All fell silent when the room began to rumble,. The 7.1 quake, quite a ways away, made itself felt for about a minute. Club members rushed (when it was over, and in a safe and orderly manner) to take a look at the pool which was apparently sloshing well out of its bounds.
I focused on my Prime Rib.
No damage here, but our hearts go out to those nearer the epicenter.
