We just got back from a family reunion in Georgia. If we had not stopped for anything, it would have been a ten hour trip, each way. We stopped of course. We had to have meals, restrooms, and gasoline occasionally.
Just as we crossed into Georgia, Kerry and I spotted four vultures circling over one side of the road. We pointed them out to the girls. I can't remember the last time they saw vutures.
"Look girls, those are buzzards. Do you know why they are circling? It means there's something dead or dying on the ground."
"It's probably humanity," responded Emily.