A few minutes ago, Jerry and I sat in our car in the San Bernardino Camping World parking lot when we felt a strong jolt.
Someone hit our car, I thought, and as I turned around to look behind us, as Jerry did also, we saw there were no other cars close to us. We looked quizzically at each other.
Our car was now shaking, and one of us said–can’t remember who spoke first–“We’re having an earthquake.” Flag poles and business signs were weaving, and it was as though our car was positioned on a large boat that was moving through turbid water. The rolling motion lasted 30 to 40 seconds, I am estimating.
We changed the radio station to a Los Angeles station–KNX, and yes, there had been a moderately severe earthquake, with a Richter reading of 5.8. The epicenter was Chino Hills which is about 30 miles from where Jerry I sat. Persons in cities as far removed as San Diego and Las Vegas have reported feeling the quake.
There have been three aftershocks and telephone service in the Los Angeles area is disruped. It seems fine here.