The GPS Blues out on the prarie appears to have interrupted Manifild Destiny for these folks back in 1939. “Looking for the Atlantic but we’d take the Pacific,” laughed these stranded and dehydrated refugees who followed a goat path out of St Louis all the way across Kansas. “Follow the sun,” they said. Follow the sun. The North Star don’t help in the day and we got no headlights on this car for the night,” a young companion lamented. When further questioned by rescuers, the trio insisted that their primitive GPS device clearly showed an open road to their destination. “The route was clear on our technology,” said one man. “It just didn’t mention the lack of water and gas stations. We should have known better.” (Dust Bowl Prints)