At places the jam had been so congested that they had not been able even to fall to the ground. So they stood there, packed, the dead rubbing elbows with the dead.
— Henry W. Kinney, Earthquake Days, The Atlantic, 1924 (via)
At places the jam had been so congested that they had not been able even to fall to the ground. So they stood there, packed, the dead rubbing elbows with the dead.
— Henry W. Kinney, Earthquake Days, The Atlantic, 1924 (via)
