Those were the words of one Harry Truman (no relation to that Harry S Truman) in the days prior to the eruption. Truman had a lodge on the side of Spirit Lake, in the shadow of Mount St. Helens. He lived there with twenty-some cats, and I guess being almost ninety years of age he was just too stubborn to listen to geologists who were screaming at him to get out of the area. That giant building bulge on the north slope of the mountain didn’t seem to impress.
A few days later, an earthquake triggered the lateral blast on the north flank. The entire top of the mountain and the north slope were blown away. Harry Truman and his cats are now somewhere 300 feet beneath ash and rock that eventually formed a new Spirit Lake. In all the eruption killed 57 people, including volcanologist David Johnston. His camp ...

