Urban Onramps

We’re free to fly the crimson sky, the sun won’t melt our wings tonight

Yes, I’m up late. I’m packing. Y que? Tomorrow night I get to see mi familia. Brooklyn, here I come. Or there I go. Anyway, I spoke at a Fuller class on the emerging church taught by Dr. Vince Bacote. Good times. We were in end-class discussion when the earthquake hit. I’ve been through a few of these. I was in the big 1989 San Francisco earthquake, walking across a parking lot at Stanford when every car began hopping like a lowrider and every car alarm went off. I was in the 1994 Northridge earthquake when it was shake, rattle, and roll, and then I could not reach my fiance (now Mrs. Carrasco) by phone for a little while. This was not much compared to that, but you never know with an earthquake. It will shake, lurch, give a low rumble, then go BOOM BOOM BOOM and knock you off your feet. Half the folks in the Fuller class just stood there while the other half got under tables. I realized that folks not from California don’t know what to do cuz they don’t get that clockwork earthquake safety training. So I called out, “Get in a doorway or under a table. Move.” Then folks started moving. Some said they had no fear until I ran for the door and began calling out to them. So be it.

posted Jul 30, 2008, 12:39am by Rodolpho Carrasco