By Joe Brandt, 17 years old in 1937 Prophetic Dream of the Coming Earthquake on the West Coast<\/h4>\n
A common version from the Internet<\/h4>\n
The Day Of The Earthquake<\/h2>\n
I woke up in the hospital room with a terrific headache \u2013 as if the whole world was revolving inside mybrain. I remember, vaguely, the fall from my horse \u2013 Blackie. As I lay there, pictures began to form in my mind \u2013 pictures that moved with the speed of lightning \u2013 pictures that revolved \u2013 pictures that stood still. I seemed to be in another world. Whether it was the future, or whether it was some ancient land, I could not say.<\/h5>\n
Then slowly, like the silver screen of the \u201ctalkies\u201d, but with color and smell and sound, I seemed to find myself in Los Angeles. It was Los Angeles \u2013 it was bigger, much bigger, and buses and odd shaped cars crowded the city streets. I thought about Hollywood Boulevard, and I found myself, there, on Hollywood Boulevard. Whether this is true, I don\u2019t know, but there were a lot of guys about my age with beards and wearing, some of them, earrings. All the girls wore real short skirts… and they slouched along, moving like a dance. I wondered if I could talk to them, and I said, \u201chello,\u201d but they didn\u2019t hear or see me. I decided that I would look as funny to them as they looked to me. I tried, for awhile, that crazy kind of walk. I guess it is something you have to learn. I couldn\u2019t to it. I noticed there was a quietness about the air, a kind of stillness. Something else was missing, something that should be there.<\/h5>\n
At first, I couldn\u2019t figure it out, I didn\u2019t know what it was \u2013 then I did. THERE WERE NO BIRDS. I listened. I walked two blocks north or the Boulevard…all houses…no birds. I wondered what had happened to them. Had they gone away? Where? Again, I could hear the stillness. I had never experienced anything like it. I listened…just the stillness.<\/h5>\n
Then, I knew something was going to happen. I wondered what year it was. It certainly was not 1937. I saw a newspaper on the corner with a picture of the president. It surely wasn\u2019t Mr. Roosevelt. He was bigger, heavier, big ears. If it wasn\u2019t 1937, I wondered what year it was. It looked like 1969…but I wasn\u2019t sure. My eyes weren\u2019t working just right.<\/h5>\n
Someone was coming…someone in 1937… it was that fat nurse ready to take my temperature. I woke up. Crazy dream. My headache is worse. It is a wonder I didn\u2019t get killed on that horse. I\u2019ve had another crazy dream, back in Hollywood. Those people. Why do they dress like that I wonder? I found myself back on the Boulevard I was waiting for something to happen. Something BIG was going to happen and I was going to be there. I looked up at the clock down by that big theatre. It was 10 minutesto 4. Something BIG was going to happen. I walked down the street. In the concrete in front of a theatre they had names of stars. I recognized a few of them. The other names I had never heard. I was getting bored. I wanted to get back to the hospital in Fresno, and I wanted to stay there on the Boulevard, even if nobody could see me. Those crazy kids. Why are they dressed like that? Maybe it is some big Halloween doings, but it don\u2019t seem like Halloween. More like early spring.<\/h5>\n
There was that sound again, that LACK OF SOUND. STILLNESS, STILLNESS, STILLNESS. Don\u2019t these people KNOW that the birds have gone somewhere? The QUIET IS GETTING BIGGER AND BIGGER. I KNOW IT IS GOING TO HAPPEN. SOMETHING IS GOING TO HAPPEN. Something is happening now!It sure did. She woke me up, grinning and smiling, that fat nurse again. \u201cIt\u2019s time for your milk, kiddo,\u201d she says. Gosh, old woman of 30 acting like the cat\u2019s pajamas. Next time maybe she\u2019ll bring hot chocolate.<\/h5>\n
The Moment of the Happening<\/h2>\n
Where have I been. Where haven\u2019t I been! I\u2019ve been to the ends of the earth and back. I\u2019ve been to the end of the world. There isn\u2019t anything left. Not even Fresno, even though I\u2019m lying here right this minute. If only my eyes would get a little clearer so I can write all this down. Nobody will believe me, anyway.<\/h5>\n
I\u2019m going back to that last moment on the Boulevard. Some sweet kid went past, dragging a little boy (twins, I guess) by each hand. Her skirt was up \u2013 well, pretty high \u2013 and she had a tired look. I thought for a minute I could ask her about the birds, what had happened to them, and then, I remembered she didn\u2019t see me. Her hair was all frowzy, way out all over her head. A lot of them looked like that, but she looked so tired and like she was sorry about something. I guess she was sorry BEFORE it happened, because it surely did happen.<\/h5>\n
There was a funny smell. I don\u2019t like it. A smell like sulphur, sulphuric acid, a smell like death. For a minute, I thought I was back in chemistry. When I looked around for the girl, she was gone. I wanted tofind her for some reason. It was if I knew something was going to happen and I could stay with her, help her. She was gone, and I walked half a block, then saw the clock again. My eyes seemed glued on that clock. I couldn\u2019t move. I just waited. It was FIVE MINUTES TO FOUR O\u2019CLOCK ON A SUNNY AFTERNOON. I thought I would stand there looking at that clock forever waiting for the something to come.<\/h5>\n
Then, when it came, it was nothing. It was just nothing. It wasn\u2019t nearly as hard as the earthquake we had two years ago. The ground shook, just an instant. People looked at each other, surprised. Then they laughed, I laughed too. So this was what I had been waiting for. This funny little shake. It meant nothing. I was relieved and I was disappointed. What had I been waiting for? I started back up the Boulevard, moving my legs like those kids. How do they do it?<\/h5>\n
I never found out. I felt as if the ground wasn\u2019t solid under me. I knew I was dreaming and yet I wasn\u2019t dreaming. There was that smell again \u2013 coming like from the ocean. I was getting to the 5 and 10 [a store] and I saw the look on the kids\u2019 faces. Two of them were right in front of me, coming my way. Both with beards. One with earrings. One said: \u201cLet\u2019s get out of this place. Let\u2019s go back East.\u201d He seemed scared. It was as if the sidewalks were trembling \u2013 but you couldn\u2019t seem to see them. Not withyour eyes you couldn\u2019t. An old lady had a dog, a little white dog, and she stopped and looked scared, and grabbed him in her arms and said, \u201cLet\u2019s go home, Frou, Frou. Mamma is going to take you home.\u201d That poor old lady, hanging on to her dog. I got scared. Real scared.<\/h5>\n
I remembered the girl. She was way down the block, probably. I started to run. I ran and ran, and the ground kept trembling. But I couldn\u2019t see it. I couldn\u2019t feel it. But I knew it was trembling. Everybody looked scared. They looked terrible. One young lady just sit down on the sidewalk all doubled up. She kept saying, \u201cEarthquake, it\u2019s THE earthquake,\u201d over and over. But I COULDN’T SEE THAT ANYTHING WAS DIFFERENT.<\/h5>\n
Then, when it came. How it came. Like nothing in God\u2019s world. Like nothing. It was the scream of a siren, long and low, or the scream of a woman I heard having a baby when I was a kid. It was awful. It was as if something \u2013 some monster \u2013 was PUSHING UP THE SIDEWALKS. You felt it long before you saw it, as if the sidewalks wouldn\u2019t hold anymore. I looked out at the cars. They were honking but not scared. They just kept moving. They didn\u2019t seem to know yet that anything was happening. Then, that white car, that baby half-sized one, came sprawling from the inside lane right against the curb. The girl who was driving just sat there. She sat there with her eyes staring, as if she couldn\u2019t move, but I could hear her. She whimpered. Like a little girl. She made funny noises. I watched her, thinking of the other girl.<\/h5>\n
I said that it was a dream and I would wake up…but I didn\u2019t wake up. But I didn\u2019t wake up. The shaking had started again, but this time different. It was a nice shaking, like a cradle being rocked for a minute, and then I saw the middle of the Boulevard seemed to be breaking in two. The concrete looked as if it were being pushed straight up by some giant shovel. it. It was breaking in two. That is why the girl\u2019s car went out of control.. AND THEN A LOUD SOUND AGAIN, LIKE I\u2019VE NEVER HEARD BEFORE…THEN HUNDREDS OF SOUNDS…ALL KINDS OF SOUNDS… children, and women and those crazy guys with earrings. They were all moving, it seemed, some of them above the sidewalk.I can\u2019t describe it. They were LIFTED UP. And the waters kept oozing…oozing. The cries. It was awful. I woke up. I never want to have that dream again.<\/h5>\n
The Earthquake<\/h2>\n
It came again. Like the first time which was a preview and all I could remember was that it was the end of the world. I was right back there \u2013 all that crying. Right in the middle of it. My eardrums felt as if they were going to burst. Noise everywhere. People falling down, some of them bad hurt. Pieces of buildings, chips, flying in the air. One hit me hard on the side of the face, but I didn\u2019t seem to feel it.<\/h5>\n
I wanted only to wake up, to get away from this place. It had been fun in the beginning, the first dream, when I kind of knew I was going to dream the end of the world or something. This was terrible. There were older people in the cars. Most of the kids were in the street. But those old guys were yelling bloody murder, as if anybody could help them…Nobody could help them. Nobody could help them.<\/h5>\n
It was then that I felt myself lifted up. Maybe I had died. I don\u2019t know. But I was over the city. It was tilting toward the ocean \u2013 like tilting a picnic table. The buildings were holding, better than you could believe. They were holding. They were holding. The people saw they were holding and they tried to cling to them or get inside. It was fantastic. Like a building had a will of its own. Everything else breaking around them, and they were holding, holding. I was up over them \u2013 looking down. I started to root for them. Hold that line, I said. Hold that line. Hold that line. I wanted to cheer, to shout, to scream. If the buildings held, those buildings on the Boulevard, maybe the girl \u2013 the girl with the two kids \u2013 maybe she could get inside.<\/h5>\n
It looked that way for a long time, maybe three minutes, and three minutes was like forever. Everybody was trying to get inside. They were going to hold. You knew they were going to hold, even if the waters kept coming up. Only they didn\u2019t. I\u2019ve never imagined what it would be like for a building to die. A building dies just like a person. It gives way, some of the bigger ones did just that. They began to crumble, like an old man with palsy, who couldn\u2019t take it anymore. They crumble right down to nothing. And the little ones screamed like mad \u2013 over and above the roar of the people. They were mad about dying. But buildings die. I couldn\u2019t look anymore at the people. I kept wanting to get higher. I kept willing myself to go higher.<\/h5>\n
Then I seemed to be out of it all, but I could see. I seemed to be up on Big Bear near San Bernardino, but the funny thing is that I could see everywhere. I knew what was happening. The earth seemed to start to tremble again. I could feel it even though I was up high. This time it lasted maybe twelve seconds, and it was gentle. You couldn\u2019t believe anything so gentle could cause so much damage. But then I saw the streets of Los Angeles \u2013 and everything between the San Bernardino mountains and L.A., It was all tilting toward the ocean, houses, everything that was left. I could see the big lanes \u2013 dozens of big lanes still loaded with cars \u2013 five lanes in one place, and all the cars sliding the same way.<\/h5>\n
Now the ocean was coming in, moving like a huge snake across the land. I wondered how long it was, and I could see the clock, even though I wasn\u2019t there on the Boulevard. It was 4:29. It had been half an hour. I was glad I couldn\u2019t hear the crying any more. But I could see everything. I could see everything.<\/h5>\n
The Other Cities<\/h2>\n
Then, like looking at a huge map of the world, I could see what was happening on the land and with people. San Francisco was feeling it, but she was not in any way like Hollywood or Los Angeles. I seemed to see it was the GARLOCK FAULT, not just the SAN ANDREAS that was rocking San Francisco. It was moving just like that earthquake movie with Jeanette McDonald and Clark Gable. I could see all those mountains coming together \u2013 the Sierra Nevada, and the San Andreas and Garlock.<\/h5>\n
I knew what was going to happen to San Francisco \u2013 it was going to turn over, because of Garlock. It would turn upside down. It went quickly, because of the twisting, I guess. It seemed much faster than Hollywood, but then I wasn\u2019t exactly there. I was a long, long way off.<\/h5>\n
I shut my eyes for a long time \u2013 I guess ten minutes \u2013 and when I opened them I saw Grand Canyon, that great big gap was closing in, and Boulder Dam was being pushed from underneath. And then, Nevada, and on up to Reno. Way down south, way down Baja, California, Mexico, too. It looked like some volcano down there was erupting, along with everything else.<\/h5>\n
I saw the map of South America, especially Colombia. Another volcano eruption \u2013 shaking violently. Venezuela seemed to be having some king of volcanic activity. Away off in the distance, I could see Japan, on a fault, too. It was so far off \u2013 not easy to see, because I was still on Big Bear Mountain, but Japan started to go into the sea. I couldn\u2019t tell time, then, and the people looked like dolls, far away. I couldn\u2019t hear the screaming, but I could see the surprised look on their faces. They looked so surprised…they were all like dolls. It was so far away I could hardly see it. In a minute or two it seemed. Everybody was gone. There was nobody left.<\/h5>\n
I didn\u2019t know time now. I couldn\u2019t see a clock. I tried to see the island of Hawaii. I could just see huge tidal waves…beating against it. The people on the streets were getting wet, and they were scared. But I didn\u2019t see anybody going into the sea. I saw way around the globe. More flooding. Is the world going to be drenched?<\/h5>\n
Constantinople. Black Sea rising.<\/h2>\n
Suez Canal, for some reason seemed to be drying up. SICILY…she doesn\u2019t hold. I could see map. Mount Etna is shaking. A lot of this area seemed to go, but it seemed to be earlier, or later.<\/h5>\n
I wasn\u2019t sure of time, now. ENGLAND….huge floods \u2013 but no tidal waves. Water, water everywhere, but no one going into the sea. People were frightened and crying. Some places they fell in the streets on their knees and started to pray for the world. I didn\u2019t know the English were emotional. Ireland, Scotland \u2013 all kinds of churches were crowded \u2013 it seemed night and day. People were carrying candles and everybody was crying for California, Nevada, parts of Colorado \u2013 maybe all of it, even Utah.<\/h5>\n
Everybody was crying \u2013 most of them didn\u2019t even know anybody in California, Nevada, Utah, but they were crying as if they were blood kin. Like one family. Like it happened to them. NEW YORK was coming into view \u2013 she was still there, nothing had happened, yet water level was way up. Here, things were different. People were running in the streets yelling \u2013 \u201cend of world!\u201d Kids ran into restaurants and ate everything in sight. I saw a shoe store with all the shoes gone in about five minutes. Fifth Avenue \u2013 everybody running. Some radio blasting from a loud speaker that in a few minutes, power might be shut off. They must control themselves. Five girls were running like mad toward the Y.W.C.A., that place on Lexington or somewhere. They ran like they were scared to death. BUT NOTHING WAS HAPPENING IN NEW YORK. I saw an old lady with garbage cans, filling them with water. Everybody seemed scared to death. Some people looked dazed. The streets seemed filled with loud speakers. It wasn\u2019t daylight. It was night. I saw, like the next day, and everything was topsy turvy. Loud speakers again about fuel tanks broken in areas \u2013 shortage of oil. People seemed to be looting markets.<\/h5>\n
Oregon, Washington, The Dakotas, Missouri, Minnesota, Canada<\/h2>\n
I saw a lot of places that seemed safe, and people were not scared. Especially the rural areas. Here everything was almost as if nothing had happened. People seemed headed to these places some on foot, some in cars (that still had fuel). I heard \u2013 or somehow I knew \u2013 that somewhere in the Atlantic land had come up. A lot of land. I was getting awful tired. I wanted to wake up I wanted to go back to the girl \u2013 to know where she was \u2013 she and those two kids. I found myself back in Hollywood \u2013 and it was still 4:29. I wasn\u2019t up on Big Bear then \u2013 I was perched over Hollywood. I was just there. It seemed perfectly natural in my dream.<\/h5>\n
\u201cPicture Stations\u201d [TV], Radio, Ham Operators<\/h2>\n
I could hear now. I could hear, someplace, a radio station blasting out \u2013 telling people not to panic. They were dying in the streets. There were picture stations with movies \u2013 some right in Hollywood \u2013 these were carrying on, with all the shaking. One fellow (in the picture station) was a little short guy who should have been scared to death. But he wasn\u2019t. He kept shouting and reading instructions. Something about helicopters or planes would go over \u2013 some kind of planes \u2013 but I knew they couldn\u2019t.<\/h5>\n
Things were happening in the atmosphere. The waves were rushing up now. Waves. Such waves. Nightmare waves. Then, I saw again, Boulder Dam, going down…pushing together, pushing together breaking apart \u2013 No, Grand Canyon was pushing together, and Boulder Dam was breaking apart. It was still daylight. All these radio stations went off at the same time \u2013 Boulder Dam had broken. I wondered how everybody would know about it \u2013 people back East. That was when I saw the \u201cham radio operators.\u201d I saw them in the oddest places, as if I were right there with them. Like the little guy with glasses. They kept sounding the alarm. One kept saying: \u201cThis is California. We are going into the sea. This is California. We are going into the sea. Get to the high places. Get to the mountains. All states west \u2013 this is California. We are going to the \u2013 We are going to the…\u201d \u2013 I thought he was going to say, \u201csea.\u201d But I could see him. He was inland, but the waters had come in. His hand was still clinging to the table, he was trying to get up, so that once again he could say: \u201cThis is California we are going into the sea. This is California we are going into the sea.\u201d I seemed to hear this, over and over, for what seemed hours \u2013 just those words.<\/h5>\n
They kept it up until the last minute \u2013 all of them \u2013 calling out \u201cGet to the Mountains. This is California. We are going into the sea.\u201d I woke up. It didn\u2019t seem as if I had been dreaming. I have never been so tired. For a minute or two, I thought it had happened. I wondered about two things. I hadn\u2019t seen all what happened to Fresno [his home] and I hadn\u2019t found out what happened to that girl. I\u2019ve been thinking about it all morning. I\u2019m going home tomorrow. It was just a dream. It was nothing more.<\/h5>\n
Nobody in the future on Hollywood Boulevard is going to be wearing earrings \u2013 and those beards. Nothing like that is ever going to happen. That girl was so real to me \u2013 that girl with those two kids. It won\u2019t ever happen \u2013 but if it did, how could I tell her (maybe she isn\u2019t even born yet) to move away from California when she has her twins \u2013 and she can\u2019t be on the Boulevard that day. She was so real!<\/h5>\n
The other thing \u2013 those ham operators \u2013 hanging on like that \u2013 over and over \u2013 saying the same thing: \u201cThis is California. We are going into the sea. This is California. We are going into the sea. Get to the mountains. Get to the hilltops. California, Nevada Colorado, Arizona, Utah. This is California. We are going into the sea.\u201d I guess I\u2019ll hear that for days.<\/h5>\n