The clocks stopped at 1:17 There was a long share of bright light then a series of low concussions I think it's October but i can't be sure ,I haven't kept a calendar for years . Each day is more gray the the day before. It is cold and growing colder as the world slowly dies No animals have survived and all the crops are long gone Soon all the trees in the world will fall . The roads are peopled by refugees towing carts and gangs carrying weapons looking for fuel and food . Within a year there were fires on the ridges and deranged chanting. There has been cannibalism. Cannibalism is the great fear . Mostly i worry about food ,always food Food and the cold and our shoes Sometime i tell the boy old stories of courage and justice , difficult as they are to remember. All i know is the child is my warrant and if he's not the word of god then the God never spoke . https://youtu.be/fsI-44FIMM4