Smash and grab
Most of the time, my car sits in a secure garage, and I rely on public transportation to get around the Bay Area. But I do drive around when need be, and even though I am religious about removing my stereo faceplate and keeping my car clear of anything other than expired parking meter receipts, I knew it was probably just a matter of time before I got hit by a car burglar. When I left band rehearsal this week, sure enough, I’d finally been hit.
It bookended a day that started with my feeling my very first California earthquake, a 4.3 trembler that hit near San Jose. I’d been here for two other earthquakes big enough for people to feel them, but hadn’t noticed either one.