People who are worried about survival shouldn’t live on a street called “Wavecrest”.
When I lived in Los Angeles I knew a guy who commuted from a private enclave inside the Los Padres National Forest. He was worried about the “new age people” in North Carolina who made boys wear girls clothes. Not as wacky a concern now as it seemed then, thirty years ago, but not the biggest thing to worry about.
He showed me a picture of the view from out his front window there in the forest. His front yard was the San Andreas Fault.
Sort of like living on a street called "Riverfront" in the South or Midwest.