Two quakes in one day and it seems I missed feeling both of them. The last earthquake I remember hearing about, and the only one I have experienced, was in the spring of 1952. I was in a boring education class on the top floor of the ad building at KSTC in Emporia.
The glass in the door was rattling and my chair was shaking. My thought was the football player behind me was pushing on the rung of the chair - but what about the door? The prof went over to check if someone was wanting to come in but there was no one there. Maybe a boiler had blown up four floors below?
On the radio news at noon, we learned there had been a quake. That was the first time I was aware we were near a fault line in eastern Kansas.