Goodby Abbey, My Sweet Girl
It is with tears streaming down my face that I write this. It has been over a month now since her passing and I am not over the loss of her. But I owe her a eulogy for all that … Continue reading
It is with tears streaming down my face that I write this. It has been over a month now since her passing and I am not over the loss of her. But I owe her a eulogy for all that … Continue reading
I am all for keeping our nation well supplied with the fruits of our production labor. Whether it be hard goods or our food supply it must get from producer to consumer. I practiced that when I was over the … Continue reading
When I arrived in Ft. Wayne, Indiana on a cold winter day in May of 1976, I had little idea what I was getting myself into. I was there to attend a truck-driving school. But more than that, I was … Continue reading
I’m not big on the fancy stuff that, for some, comes with retirement. Eating out in fancy restaurants holds little interest for me. I’ve had to do that for so many years as an over the road trucker. There’s not … Continue reading
I have finally realized that it’s time for me to stop running up and down the road. I’m past the typical age of retirement and my reflexes are not what they used to be. My body is wearing out and … Continue reading