For as long as I can remember, I was taught to pay attention to what was happening around me.
Whether it was hiking with my Dad, riding my bike in city traffic, driving, flying, paddling a kayak or just walking down the street; my head is on a swivel and my eyes are always moving, my ears and nose are engaged in helping to evaluate the surroundings. What you learn as a kid sticks with you, keeps you alive and (relatively) safe. I guess those of us that practice this could be called survivors.
We have a new class of folks with us now. Probably the best name for them is VICTIMS (or maybe Prey).
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