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The Roosevelt Boys Clubs newsletter, Our Junior Citizens published this eyewitness account on July 28, 1906. The Mission District club house was in the 1200 block of Treat Ave. near 26th and Harrison streets, the site of Garfield Square, and currently occupied by public housing.
During and After the Great Earthquake.
It was between five and half-
When we went upstairs again we looked in the pantry People lined the sidewalks and everything was confusion. Looking up the street we could see where a large plate glass window had been broken in a store at the corner and when we looked away down town to see where the City Hall was you could see right through it. A fire was blazing further down town and rumors were spread around that the Cliff House had fallen into the water and that certain cities along the coast were under water. Nobody knew what to do and everybody seemed rattled. The fire was rapidly increasing and at intervals slight earthquakes would cause small sized panics. People would rush to the middle of the street between the car tracks and stay there quite a while after the shock had passed away. We had stayed in the house and ran down stairs at every slight shock and we soon got tired of that so my mother and sister sewed some sacks together and my father and I made a tent in the back yard and began a camp there; we made a brick fireplace in the yard by digging a hole in the dirt and placing bricks around it, leaving a place for a draft and then put a piece of tin over the bricks for a stove top. My mother then went after some stuff to eat so that we wouldnt be without something if we had to go up to the hills to get away from the fire. By the time it was gaining headway and cinders from the fire came floating down on us until there was a thin layer of them all over the yard.
The sun shone blood-
We went home and for two or three days after the fire we had not much to do but get provisions, cook (now out in the street for there were no more fires allowed in back yards), sleep and eat. The people seemed to take this all in good humor and when you walk around you see the most comical names on some of the camps and on others such names as Camp Thankful, Camp Grateful, etc.
The above article was written some weeks ago, and the camps Master Lloyd speaks of have now pretty well disappeared from the streets. In the Mission district, where the Roosevelt Boys Club is situated there is little to be seen that is out of the ordinary away from the various relief camps in the parks.
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