30 Years Ago This Morning... The Big Bang

We had only been a couple for a few months. The boyfriend (decades away from being the Husband) & I only knew one other male couple- Charles & Jerry, friends from the Theatre world.


Our first apartment was a breathtaking find, the top floor of a late 19th century mansion in the Browne’s Addition neighborhood in Spokane. Our living room was the vast former ballroom with a large balcony, & the rest of our digs were the former servants quarters, a warren of small rooms tucked under the eaves. This section of the apartment ended with a large screened in summer porch. We paid an unheard of $200 a month to live in this luxury. Our friends thought we were nutty to spend that much.


We wanted Charles & Jerry to see our unusual, exclusive, & quite fancy penthouse, & they were invited to brunch on a beautiful, warm spring Sunday morning. The couple was impressed with the living quarters & the meal. As we walked them to their automobile & hugged good-bye, we all looked at the western horizon. In the distance, the sky was a curtain of an uncommon grey & green. We all remarked at the weird weather coming our way.

We would soon learn that at 8:33am, Mt. St. Helens had blown its top in an unprecedented (in modern times) eruption of an active volcano in the PNW. Within an hour the city’s street lights had come on & by noon it looked like midnight. At 3pm the ash was mid-calf deep & covered everything. We were getting conflicting directives from emergency authorities: don't drive,  wear a mask or protection- it will get in your lungs, don’t sweep it, don’t get it wet, hose it down, sweep it into piles, don't panic, it can kill you. The fire stations issued masks. We were quick to get to the store & stock up on wine & pizza.

Among the treasured Musical Cast Albums destroyed by Mt. St. Helen's fury

We spent 3 days locked in our place, listening to music, drinking wine, & making love. The ash would eventually permeate everything. It got into all of my considerable album collection, including all my many & often obscure Original Cast recording of Broadway & West End Musicals. The ash got into the sleeves & scratched the vinyl. The volcano’s spewing would lay waste to my music & ruin my future husband’s work computer (which was the size of a large room). You could spot drifts of the ash on the side of roads for decades. The good news- the ash made a perfect compound for pottery making, & an entire Mt. St. Helens ashtray industry was born.

The eruption was the deadliest & most economically destructive volcanic event in the history of the United States. 57 people were killed; 250 homes, 47 bridges, 15 miles of railways, 185 miles of highway were destroyed. The eruption caused a massive debris avalanche, reducing the elevation of the mountain's summit from 9,677 ft to 8,365 ft & replacing it with a 1 mile wide horseshoe-shaped crater. The ash was carried east all the way to Europe. It made for spectacular sunsets for more than a year.

That night when we went to bed & physically expressed our love for each other, the boyfriend (eventual husband), bit my ear gently & whispered- “did the earth move for you, baby?"

We have a peek-a-boo view of the Mountain from Post Apocalyptic Bohemia, & we spy it often while driving around Portland. Mt. Hood, also an active volcano is even closer to Portland, & is one of 5 active volcanoes in a hundred miles of our house. The Husband &  I have aged 30 years, but you never know...  "did the earth move for you, baby?"