DISASTERS: The Gas Is Leaking

DISASTERS "The Gas Is Leaking" About 1:30 one afternoon last week, the phone rang in William J. Maas's office in downtown Rochester. His eight-year-old daughter, Mary Anne, was calling from their home out in suburban Brighton.

Her mother was out; a housekeeper was in charge of Mary Anne and her four-year-old brother. "The gas is leaking," Mary Anne sobbed. "It won't stop." Then she hung up.

Across the street, Mrs. Millare C. Upson was putting her vacuum cleaner away when she heard a "boom" and looked out the front door. "The Maas home just seemed to settle right into its basement. Then...

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