Jed and his family have had enough of Beverly Hills, their headed back to a place where they know they can survive. They have no faith in Big Oil and their never ending lies. No miracle of science or special CPR will keep this industry thats end is near....alive. Yep, go'n back to the wild and a place of family ties. A place far away from OPEC'S lies. All though the life they had, they did grow quite fond, Pretty people in pretty cloths all adorne with pretty jewels. Fancy cars and mansions. Oh, and their cement pond! The writing on the wall is so very clear to see though. It may not be to Bush but it was to even Jethro! So, they leave before the wars begin to control what oil is left. Before a time of lawlessness contolled by roving street gangs, with an MO of murder and theft. They loaded up the truck and off to the gas station for one LAST fill. Back to a simpliar life, of live and let live, knowing to keep the balance of what you take and what you give. Yep, back to nature and another place of hills. Farming, hunting, gathering and NO MORE BILLS. Sitting on her rocker, a blanket to ward the chill, Granny lets out a lil chuckle... soon she will be off to "fill'r up" Not at the station......at the Stil.