I was in bed, upstairs. My bed moved back and forth, the books all fell out of my closet....I remember being scared to death...my first childhood earthquake, having moved there from New York. It sounded like a train was coming down the tracks to smash straight into our house. It seemed like it went on forever and I was quite surprised how short the duration actually was.
I lived in Culver City at the time and it shook like nobody's buisness 6a.m! My folks freaked out and I said Hey maybe no school today!
there = Rowland Heights, CA (about 30 miles east of LA)