With a name like Sue she doesn’t sound like a tyrant lizard, but she does have the look going.
To think of all the things that happened before you were alive is overwhelming, not to mention all of the things that will happen after we are all gone. Time keeps driving on as a tyrant over all.
When we are gone what will our bones say about our lives? What stories will future generations come up with? Will our pile of bones be given a name like Sue?
This photo is of Sue at Chicago’s Field Museum.
