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<p>[QUOTE=&quot;Snazzy, post: 548372, member: 9499&quot;]We were over halfway there and I was plume wore out. All that bouncing and wheel fighting had taken it&#039;s toll on me. Now, Ray had done a good job on turning that Cat up. Yep, she&#039;d top out at a good 47 mph and that sure beat the pants off of the 38 I had started with. Another thing Ray showed me was how to save a buck. Yep, he&#039;d talked that restaurant out of ten gallons of deep fried grease. So, instead of adding diesel oil. Well, you guessed it. Yep, it smelt like a Catfish Revival on a Sunday Riverbank. What a deal ! Anyway, we exited the big road and parked along side of the others. Yep, there were more school buses, cranes, and a few other things. Let&#039;s see, ambulances, firetrucks, taxi cabs, cab overs, long noses, drilling rigs, belly dumps, and assorted other pieces of crap. We were next to a creek and surrounded by large pine trees.&nbsp; The clearing looked like a Tea-I-Wanna truck stop. Yep, and the other drivers could of been cast in the Grapes Of Wrath. I mean, bum looking, hobo dressed, down and dirty, desperate drivers. I scanned the area, before climbing down. All eyes were on us, as they circled around. </p><p><br /></p><p>Ray made the introductions, &quot; Ya&#039;ll all know me ! I&#039;m Crazy Ray and this here is&nbsp; Bad Barney ! He&#039;s one of us and I want you treat him right ! &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>I shook hands, &quot; How are you doing ! Glad to meet you ! Same here ! How&#039;s it going ? Nice looking kid ! Pleased to meet you ! Howdy ! Hi ! Hello ! &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>Ray led the way over, &quot; Go ahead and get comfortable Barney. You can take off that hardhat and orange vest. Hey ! They got coffee going ! &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>The Rag Woman dipped our tin cans in, &quot; Here ya&#039;ll go ! That&#039;s still fresh from yesterday and I just added some more grounds to it. &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>Ray took a sip, &quot; Thanks ! You might want to stoke that fire a bit ! &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>Rag Woman bellowed, &quot; You kids go fetch some more firewood and&nbsp; be quick about&nbsp; it !&nbsp; Mr Ray is our guest ! &quot;&nbsp; </p><p><br /></p><p>The Snot Nosed Kids grumbled, &quot; Oh Ma ! Can&#039;t we finish ...&quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>Rag Woman raised her stick, &quot; Go on ! I swear, them young ens ain&#039;t worth nothen no more !&nbsp; Did you hear about Kill Roy ? &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>Ray sat on a stump, &quot; Yeah ! That&#039;s too bad, but it didn&#039;t surprise me none. He took too many chances and that was bound to happen. &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>I had to ask, &quot; What happened ? &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>Rag Woman spat, &quot; Tried to beat the train ! We all warned him, but he never listened and it was the 2:10 to Yuma that got him ! &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>Ray rolled a smoke, &quot; Heard they didn&#039;t find enough to bury him ! Well, hope he rest in peace and ...&quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>Rag Woman took off, &quot; I&#039;m going to tan their hides ! Ya&#039;ll go ahead and help yourselves.&nbsp; I&#039;ll be back after awhile. &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>I poured it out, &quot; #### ! That taste like soap ! How can you drink it ? &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>Ray lit up, &quot; You have to get use to it. All the transit camp coffee taste like that. See, that kettle there ? They use that to bathe the kids and do thier laundry. See, these tin cans here make good cups and those corncobs are better than toilet tissue. &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>I couldn&#039;t believe it, &quot; You mean, they live like this ? Cans for cups ? Used coffee grounds ? Wipe with cobs ? What the hell is wrong with them ? &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>Ray blew smoke, &quot; It&#039;s our way of life ! We&#039;re the outcast drivers that no one wants and that&#039;s fine with us ! We travel the back roads and make do the best we can ! See that bunch over there ? He&#039;s been doing this since man invented the wheel. His wife raised all six of their kids on the road and gave birth to half of them out here ! &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>I rolled my eyes, &quot; That&#039;s crazy ! Those kids need to be in school and ..&quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>Ray disagreed, &quot;&nbsp; School ! What for ? To learn how to make a living ! Hell, those kids learn more out here than ...&quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>I piped in, &quot; They don&#039;t have to live this way ! I mean, at least the company drivers get paid eating wages. I bet, they never tried..&quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>Ray educated me, &quot; Company Driver ? Man ! That&#039;s why most of them are out here ! See him ? He use to be an owner operator and that guy over there. Do you see him ? &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>I had to ask, &quot; The one mumbling to himself and walking backwards ? &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>Ray dropped his bomb, &quot; Yeah ! He use to own, his own trucking company and look at him now ! That&#039;s what long hauling gets you ! &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>So, I tried to keep a low profile and kept to myself. I mean, with all the drivers I had recruited and...&nbsp; Well, you know what I mean. Yep, just as the sunset the feast began. Let&#039;s see, roasted radial and mud flap&nbsp; pie. What a deal, as Life Goes On. </p><p><br /></p><p>Nightie night Snazzers, your Snazzy1.[/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>

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