At Darthrya's suggestion, I took a bunch of old 8mm home movie footage that my Dad took of the damage in and around Anchorage after the quake, and had it put on a DVD. There is footage of the whole mainstreet northside dropped down to street level. People in the movie theater had to go upstairs and crawl out the window to the marquee and then just an easy step to the main street.
There is a bunch of footage of Turnigan Arms, an upper-end housing development that overlooked the Bay .... until the Quake. It slid out into the bay in a surrealistic jumble tumble of frozen ground and house parts.
Our mobile home had a 12" fault run right under it, and it pitched the ass-end up in the air. I was a latch-key lad of 14, home alone when all hell broke loose. I caught the TV as it came flying out of the hutch at me. As you earthquake-prone types well know, everything you ever owned was in a layer of rubble 12" deep on the floor. Insurance paid some and we moved to the states.
Both my folks worked in Supermarkets, my Pa was a manager downtown and me Mum was a meat-wrapper in Spenard (you all been there). Me Mum waited for the buckling to slow down a bit, then ran from the back of the store, through all the debris, all the way out to the far edge of the parking lot, that's where they make employees park. Her car was still rocking and shaking when she got there ... they figure it lasted a full 4-5 minutes.
We lost friends in the quake, and one of my Dad's old school mates was on the Pier in Valdez, with child, when the Ocean drained out and the Tidal wave raced in. It lifted barges and boats, and railroad locomotives up and deposited them on the hills surrounding the harbour.
I still have a bunch of old newspaper clippings, special editions, commorative books and the like. At Darthrya's suggestion I sent a copy of the DVD to the Alaskan Museum in Juneau, and I might just have time to visit it on our upcoming trip in 2 weeks.
Oh yes, I get very pale and very quiet when the ground shakes.