Word: homely
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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Moving a house is a time-consuming affair. The morning that Willie Anderson's home is delivered begins with workers hoisting the house's concrete steps onto a pickup truck while Anderson and her children pile broken bricks and stack cut wood. Clearance for the move requires approval from a slew of bureaucrats, and Walter Malone, 52, a professional house mover who has completed 30 jobs for Sister Grace, still has a few final forms to sign and fees to pay. "The biggest difficulty is the paperwork," he says, pointing to a glove compartment crammed full of documents...
...happily settled, Anderson is burbling with joy. "This house is simply wonderful." She beams. "This is the first time I ever had a bathroom, and I am going to have a beautiful flower yard. The children also stay at home now. I don't have to worry about them being out all the time of night." Because of MadCAAP, the old yellow house has become a home...
Even for those born long after San Francisco's great 1906 earthquake and fire, it had become a habit to recall the warm, breezy conditions during that cataclysm. Looking out a window from her home in suburban Sunnyvale, Neta Lott remarked to her husband Byron that the Indian-summer evening of Oct. 17 seemed like "darned good earthquake weather." Moments later, the shaking and rolling began. Byron, an electrical engineer, fell to the floor. Neta tried to get up but remained pinned to her chair until she rolled onto the floor. "I sat under the desk and thought I would...
...said Reynolds. "You couldn't see nothing but dust. Then people came out of the dust." But not many. Dozens of cars were crushed in the concrete sandwich. Officials hoped, against all odds, that most carried only one person. A mile or so away, engineer Bruce Stephan was driving home on the upper deck of the Bay Bridge. He gripped the steering wheel hard as the car bounced up and down, then plunged toward the water. A 50-ft. piece of roadway had broken off and fallen onto the lower deck, carrying him with it. "Janice, we are going...
...Beneath the smashed upper deck, some cars had been flattened to a height of 6 in. As survivors yelled for help, citizens long divided by race and class forgot their differences in a rush to assist them. William McElroy, an unemployed boilermaker who had just reached his home from the freeway, returned to the disaster. "We couldn't do a damn thing at first because we didn't have any equipment. We broke into a factory yard and got ladders. Then two kids came with forklifts from another factory. We put pallets on them, lifted them up like stretchers...