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Ink Out Loud: Marty’s terrible year

It was a bad year for Marty — to say the least. Just after the clock struck midnight, an uninsured drunk driver barreled into his new car.

His shiny new sports car he saved for all year was totaled and Marty was left with two broken arms, a broken leg and a punctured lung. His father came out to visit and to help out and he was murdered at a rest stop on his way back to San Diego.

After Marty began to physically heal, he busted out his bicycle and rode down to the local tavern to drown his sorrows. On his way home, he hit the curb, flipped over the handlebars, split his noggin, re-broke an arm and got a DUI.

After each catastrophe, he would say, “Well, it can’t get any worse!”

Everyone at work told him to stop saying that. We begged him.

Near the end of that year, though, his luck seemed to take a turn for the better when he won tickets to the 1989 World Series. He was ecstatic.

On this 25th anniversary of the Loma Prieta earthquake, all I can remember is Marty and his terrible year.

He was one of more than 62,000 baseball fans in San Francisco’s Candlestick Park, waiting for game three of the1989 World Series to begin, when the ground began to shake.

Everyone at work watched the news in horror.

The earthquake served as the finale to Marty’s bad luck that year, as if his foundation hadn’t been rattled enough.

“The earthquake, however, must be to every one a most impressive event: the earth, considered from our earliest childhood as the type of solidity, has oscillated like a thin crust beneath our feet; and in seeing the laboured works of man in a moment overthrown, we feel the insignificance of his boasted power.” ― Charles Darwin


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