Objects flew at us in the dark.
Cupboards, pans and dishes were all over, grinding and smashing violently.
A forty-gallon water tank and a large iron stove hit the floor simultaneously.
The logs of the cabin squealed and groaned.
Terror gripped my heart and panic seized me.
Though I knew that my wife was beside me in bed, I had no idea what was happening to the children.
My babies My babies came Gloria's cry.
-Dean Roberts It was the summer of 1959 when the Roberts family decided.