Technically, the Northridge Earthquake was January 17, 1994, but I’ve always equated it with Martin Luther King Day because the quake shook L.A. early that holiday morning — twenty years ago today.
I was living in Chatsworth, on the border of Northridge, exactly one mile from the Northridge Mall that collapsed.
I’m a fifth generation Californian from the San Francisco Bay Area. I’ve been through many earthquakes. Growing up, we had earthquake drills — get under your desk, hands over your head, until the shaking stops. When your teacher tells you, line up and go to the designated point outside — away from buildings and power lines. We practiced it just like fire drills. I’d been through some real big shakers, though lived in Sacramento during the Loma Prieta Quake.