I've humped my own sh%t through enough hell holes to not have any illusions about "bugging out" with my wife, three young kids, and a tag-along sister-in-law.
I'm bunkering down in place...and the end will probably not be Hollywood.
All I can hope for is a cul-de-sac full of dead bodies before the end comes.
This is very much us ... GC and I are a lot of things but young is not one of them. I'll stay home and take my chances. I have one neighbor who can shoot the eyes off a fly. He is welcome to come over and share anything we have. Probably need his help to fend off the deadbeats around here long enough to burn the house down ourselves.