Most everyone has gone to San Francisco to Candlestick Park to watch the BIG game.
It is world series time for baseball.
I get my chips and my coke and I am ready.
I sit in my rocking chair,The game is about to begin.
My husbnd's 8 mo.old English Bull Dog ,Sir Winston,is at my feet,

My bumblebees are swimming in their tank at my elbow on a stand above Winnie.

All of a sudden a monster is under my chair pushing me up towads the ceiling.
I think "oh good gosh," what is going on?
I try to get up. I can't move!
Then another wave comes, My mobile home is being pushed into the street
or so I think, then it is pushed back.
By this time I am wetting my bloomers!

Then wham!! Things start flying out of the
cupboards and the refrigerator,windows are vibrating.
"I got to get out of this chair!
I am sitting right in front of it.

The next thing I know I am out of the chair and laying face down on the floor.
I cover my head and think "OH! NO! It's the BIG ONE!!
The whole mobile is just a shaking. The dog is yellping,I will soon find out why.

Eventually all is quiet, but it seemed like forever.
I manage to get out the front door and see that mobile homes are off their foundations.
Skirting is wrecked,Carport awnings are ripped off, Mobile homes lay on their sides.
There is 109 mobiles in this park, Mine turns out to be the only one not damaged.
Do you believe in Miracles? I sure do.

Chapter 3