The Old days are dying and the New drivers only smell like they have.
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Suffice it to say that I was "believed to be a spammer for JJ Keller. Apparently after attempting to cite the JJ Keller website to back up my position in regard to an HOS debate. I was summarily banned and was informed that I was not that smart after all. I was "found out" and my user name was a major tip off (supposedly).
Of course that moderator was "mistaken." I explained the meaning of the initials and the fact I use the same user name at many other locations and even cited them. Wether the owner took the time to verify my claim or simply decided it was more probable than not to accept my explanation I was reinstated.
I have no fear of anyone knowing who I am, who I work for, or what my opinions are on any particular subject. Some will understand me others will not.
My prime motivation here is to continue learning from others more knowledgeable than I and offer insight to the newbies and wannabes less knowledgeable.
I know what you mean!! I don't drive a show truck by any means, but it was a limited edition when new eight years ago. It's got 980 thousand and change on it, some dings in the paint. but I change my shoes if the weather is bad. I have coveralls for out side work. I shower before I pick up and again before I deliver and usualy once or twice inbetween depending on length of haul. I am not above handing someone a bar of soap and a shower coupon, male or female!!! I've been driving for pretty close to 30 yrs. Yes I am a "old hand" my father drove for 43 years and retired from the 959 teamsters in Alaska and moved down here and became a o/o for another 10 yrs before he had a heart attack and had to quit driving. He would spin in his grave like a 45 record if I ever got in or out of truck looking like anything other than a professional driver.
I Know It's Off Topic but
I was on the outskirts of a little southern town,
Trying to reach my destination before the sun went down.
The old CB was blaring away on channel one-nine
When there came a little boy's voice on the radio line.
And he said, "Breaker, one-nine, is anyone there?
Come on back, truckers, and talk to Teddy Bear."
Well, I keyed the mike and I said, "Well, you got it,Teddy Bear."
And the little boy's voice came back on the air.
"'Preciate the break. Who we got on that end?"
I told him my handle, and then he began:
"Now, I'm not supposed to bother you fellas out there,
Mom says you're busy and for me to stay off the air.
But, you see, I get lonely and it helps to talk
'Cause that's about all I can do. I'm crippled and I can't walk."
I came back and told him to fire up that mike
And I'd talk to him as long as he'd like.
"This was my dad's radio," the little boy said,
"But I guess it's mine and Mom's now 'cause my daddy's dead.
Dad had a wreck about a month ago.
He was trying to get home in a blinding snow.
Mom has to work now to make ends meet
And I'm not much help with my two crippled feet.
She says not to worry, that we'll make it all right,
But I hear her crying sometimes late at night.
You know, there's one thing I want more than anything else to see.
Aw, I know you guys are too busy to bother with me,
But, you see, my dad used to take me for rides when he was home
But I guess that's all over now since my daddy's gone."
Not one breaker came on the old CB
As that little crippled boy talked with me.
I tried hard to swallow, the lump just wouldn't stay down
As I thought about my boy back in Greenville town.
"Dad was gonna take Mom and me with him later on this year.
Why, I remember him saying, 'Someday this old truck'll be yours, Teddy Bear.'
But I know I'll never get to ride an 18-wheeler again,
But this old base will keep me in touch with all my trucker friends.
Teddy Bear's gonna back on out now and leave you alone
'Cause it's about time for Mom to come home.
But you give me a shout when you're passing through
And I'll sure be happy to come back to you."
Well, I came back and I said, "Before you go ten-ten,
What's your home-twenty, little CB friend?"
Well, he gave me his address and I didn't once hesitate
'Cause this hot load of freight was just gonna have to wait.
I turned that truck around on a dime
And headed straight for Jackson Street, 229.
And as I rounded the corner, boy, I got one heck of a shock--
Eighteen-wheelers were lined up for three city blocks!
Why, I guess every driver for miles around had caught Teddy Bear's call
And that little crippled boy was having a ball.
For as fast as one driver would carry him in,
Another would carry him to his truck and take off again.
Well, you better believe I took my turn at riding Teddy Bear
And then I carried him back in and put him down in his chair.
And, buddy, if I never live to see happiness again
I want you to know I saw it that day, in the face of that little man.
We took up a collection for him before his mama got home
And each driver said goodbye and then they were all gone.
He shook my hand with a mile-long grin
And said, "So long, trucker, I'll catch you again!"
I hit that interstate with tears in my eyes
And I turned on the radio and I got another surprise.
"Breaker, one-nine," came a voice on the air,
"Just one word of thanks from Mama Teddy Bear.
We wish each and every one a special prayer for you
'Cause you just made my little boy's dream come true.
I'll sign off now before I start to cry.
May God ride with you. Ten-four, and goodbye."Original Lady Cherokee Thanks this.
Any episodes or the pilot movie of In Tandem/ Movin On´
I used to watch it as a kiddo and a friend of mine from a trucking family was always called as Sonny Pruitt.
Unfortunately he builds Harleys for living nowadays
Dajm..my 300th post !
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