I was in an office building in downtown Washington, only a few blocks from the Capitol when the earthquake hit. As a native of the East Coast, I had never experienced an earthquake before, and I hope I never have to again. I was literally and figuratively shocked.
Thirty minutes later I was shocked again; to learn that there had been so little damage. Buildings that had moments earlier shook vigorously, to be sure, but then came quietly to rest. Those buildings were then evacuated quickly and orderly. Government officials from cops to security guards to park rangers were right at hand to help and explain. People were kind, helpful and calm.
I hailed a cab and waited in traffic, but when I finally got to Union Station, Amtrak was running, organized and admitting anyone with a ticket. I boarded a train that was only an hour delayed, and made it home to New York five hours later.
I arrived home to find my entire family safe and sound, my home and city still standing.
Was this a miracle? Perhaps, but mostly I thank government.
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