As we go on through life we find some things, like jobs, aren't forever. No matter how much we strive to give 100% no one remembers how great of a job that has been done for them. Although friends can be found in the work place the thing at hand is, does any one give a rip about the work I've performed? they should, I think. Talking to some of the people whom I've worked with they feel they can say the same as I 'you are just another number'. If so I'll just go out and find something that makes me feel better as a worker here in the great U.S.A. Take care of you & only you, keep a dream close by at all times, and remember I do care about all of us, we must be strong in this day and time- nothing is promised. Tomorrow is a new day and anything is possible, so good luck. Till I'm able to post again, take care.

THERE IS ALWAYS something to look foward to when getting a load somewhere. I'm the type of person who is driven by adventure. I took my wife on a trip to Nevada, she had never been there before (this was long befor 9-11) I took her across the Hoover dam hoping she would like it, instead looking 600 feet down she simply said 'oh hell no I'll be in the sleeper!'. I tell her please come back up here & take some pictures.'You take them' she says. I laughed under my breath for I've been across the dam several times before. We travelled on to LAS VEGAS and spent the night, she enjoyed all the lights and the feeling of life here was so great to both of us. The next morning we travelled to the place to drop the load. It is times like this I love spending on the road. It takes so much for us to hold back our love of being together. There are so many things to see in the great U.S.A. and to share all this with someone who is a great part of your life is very special to me. So should you get the bug to run wild &free, grab you someone you care about & get on down the road. Just a reminder from mine to yours please be safe & wach for those who aren't. Y'all have fun now!

A Bit of Life's Worry

As we all know life has its ups & downs. Sometime ago, in the 90s, I had just arrived at a plant in Port Arthur, TX with another friend of mine. He & I just came back to TEXAS and we were going to drop the trailers at the plant & head for some much needed home time. like I said life's ups &down, well on the way home I had a call from my younger brother. I heard him say 'where are you?' I said I'm about to go to the house for a few days, why do you ask? there was a pause then he said 'are you sitting down?' .WHY? I SAID. 'Well baby brother was going to work this morning and caught someone trying to steal his stereo out of his pickup'. Baby brother didn't know what was going on -until the man shot him. Being a very strong young man he didn't go down- the man shot him four more times. He was lifeflighted to Herman hospital in HOUSTON,TX. When I arrived my baby brother was awake and talking to other family members. None of the bullets had hit any major organs. One of the bullets was lodged in his skull and another was lodged in his shoulder, the other three were removed without any major damage. After hugging him & makeing sure he was going to be ok I was relieved and was able to return home knowing he was going to be fine. He still has those two bullets in his body, a reminder of one horrible morning when simply walking out of the house to go to work became a nightmare.

The Beginning of the Unknown

As a 30 year old I began my journey as an (otr)over the road driver I would take my wife on trips to deliver loads. At times it was great adventures and sights when we had kids she began to stay at home more. The night is like a friend to me, the c.b . on I would talk to the other trucker friends I had made cutting up and then talking about our dreams . I find sometimes at night being all alone that I could almost cry. Being away from your loved ones one the road can get you down. I sometimes ask my self WHY, WHY THE HECK ARE YOU OUT HERE instead of at home with the woman you love. Money, I kept telling myself. Thank God I've got a wife that knows the life on the road &what goes on out here the lotlizzards- (truckstop whores) who knock on your sleeper as you try to get some rest before the next day, As you try to keep your mind on what is right- the job at hand. The c.b. tells of (bears)cops ahead or someone who's crashed as you travel down life's highway. The sun slowly goes down and a new world appears, a new feeling of the job at hand keep all around me safe &my load. My mind sometimes wanders to friends &love ones. As I travel on down to my destination I'm happy to get the load off to the customer. Leaving & returning to the open road iIfeel the stress of my job such as all the other drivers out here I make my way to the local truckstop & park, go in for a shower& bite to eat. Then out to see how the wife&kid's are. Then after fighting to get to sleep I finally wake up to get to my next destanation& it all start's over again so goes the life as a truckdriver. As night comes on it can be a night of laughter or driving through one heck of a thunderstorm. At any time I may have some scare's of someone losing control ahead of me & when driving 80,000 lbs on the road it can be a challenge but for the most part all is great. To keep my life in check I'm always on my toes. I feel that my pay should be the same as an NFL player for I haul hasmat loads (otr)over the road &take heat from everyone when something goes wrong. I know I'm just a hasmat driver & not ELVIS PRESLEY WHO SINGS ON MY SIRIUS RADIO so on down the road I go watching the lil ones signaling me to honk the airhorn and as I do I smile &some childhood times cross my mind of my dad who did some driving of these big rigs when I was young. He painted for a living, some of his friends were logtruckers that would get the rig painted. So much goes by, life can be fast going so all we can do is dream as we did as kids maybe just maybe some way good life will come to all of us so stay strong and never forget your dreams.