This is Wilfrid Creighton. Creighton, now 103, recalls sitting on his bed in his LeMarchant Street home studying geography when the house began to shake.
"It seemed to get dark," he said. "And then there was this terrible crash."
The windows of Creighton's house smashed and the doors ripped off their hinges. Creighton's parents peered through the empty door frame to see clouds of white smoke lurking through south end streets.
Horse carriages were darting wildly through the streets as the Creightons' neighbours hollered warnings.
"It's the Germans! It's the Germans!"
Creighton and his father were busy sealing their windows and doors when a cousin came to deliver the shocking news: the entire north end had been flattened.

The Halifax Daily News story is
here. Here is more information on the
Halifax Explosion.