I was sleeping on Ground Zero of the magnitude-6.7 Northridge Earthquake in Los Angeles at 4:31am on January 17, 1994. I was an administrator living on the campus of Cal State Northridge. The entire campus was destroyed in 15 seconds. Among the sixty people who were killed in the earthquake, thirteen were our students who died in neighboring low-rise apartments when concrete support pillars pancaked. I-10, the interstate freeway that crisscrosses through the heart of Los Angeles, collapsed. This would be something akin to the Brooklyn Bridge going out.