Time to Say Goodbye

I’m coming up on 23 years as a professional truck driver. 23 years!! Wow, never thought that I would be doing this for that long.  My initial plans were to drive a truck for 2-3 years then open my own trucking company. Well, needless to say, that didn’t happen. I thought about it for a long time but decided that having my truck leased to a company would be better.

I spent weeks out on the road away from my kids for years. I would come home on the weekends and they would come running when I pulled into the yard with the truck.  The first thing my daughter would ask me is how much is the check. I’d laugh and tell her  something maybe $500 less than what it really was.  My son, on the other hand, would jump into the driver seat before I could get out. He’d sit there for about an hour, pretending to be going through the gears, making engine noises with his mouth.  My daughter showing the things in a magazine, hoping I would agree to purchase it for her.  Of course, I have burst her bubble and tell her, “Bills first.”

During my many years of travel (work), I took a lot of pictures. At one point, I teamed up with a friend and went further than I ever would solo.  Who would have thought I  would be in Washington state or Oregon? I have picked up and delivered in 46 states. North Dakota and Maine are the only ones I have not traveled in.

Music has taken me across the U.S. and back. Don’t know how I could have made it without it!  I have tried to take as many pictures as I can in each state. Most of the pictures were taken with a little 3 mega pixel camera, which took some amazing pictures. I have added some of my many pictures below.



I have enjoyed being out on the road. I’ve met some very interesting people. I’ve been close to a lot of vacation spots and historical monuments but did not have the chance to stop and enjoy.  I had hoped that once I slowed down a bit that I would get the chance to actually travel to them. Well, I haven’t made it back yet, but its something I am looking forward to once I stop.  I have always said, “You don’t have to leave the country to find a beautiful vacation spot. Just look out your back window!”

Late Night Drive

Late Night Drive

There’s nothing like a late night drive in the summer. Whether you have the top down or all the windows open, it is the most exhilarating thing, ever! To feel that warm air through your hair or your fingers, the zing you feel when a bug pops you in the forehead or your arm that’s out the window. You have your tunes turned up to a tolerable level and cruising down a two lane road or highway and not another car in sight! Smooth Jazz, R&B and old school is what I’d be listening to. Music from Boney James, Rick Braun, Marvin Gaye, or Chaka Khan, Otis Redding, Esperanza Spaulding.

Plenty of nights out on the road, I-40 mostly, in New Mexico or Arizona, listening to Will Downing with the windows down and cruising at about 70 mph, was the best time of the day. You did have to keep your eye out for deer or elk out in that area but that wasn’t too much of a problem.

When I am in the car, preferably on the passenger side, I put my arm out the window and hope I don’t get zinged by a bug. I could ride forever. Of course, the person that’s doing the driving should be someone you’d want to be with. Such joy I feel during that time. Serenity. Wait, where are my keys?

The Solitude of Music


Jazz, R&B, Pop, Rock, Blues

It doesn’t matter what type of music you like, when you are feeling some type of way, it seems to be the only thing to comfort you.  Sitting by yourself, your mind tends to stick to whatever problem that’s plaguing you.  You reach for your iPod or MP3 and put the ear buds in and turn it your favorite songs.  You check the volume, turn it to where everything outside of the ear buds is completely shut out.  Boney James’ Breathe starts playing and immediately whatever problem that was there is pushed to the side for another time.  Your mind goes places you wish you could.  Every beat of the percussion, swoon of the sax and pluck of the piano is absorbed into every inch of you.  You are transported to a space that’s occupied by nothingness and everything.  Your feet never touch the ground but you are not flying, music notes brush past, the sweet smell in the air is palpable, your hand is in what feels like water but your hand is not wet.  The tranquility that music brings to you is immeasurable.

If you are like me, you can listen to a song 5 times and hear something different every time.  I find that when I am really enjoying the music, I am either giving a private concert with my background music recorded, dancing (like DTWS), or visualizing music videos.  I sometimes imagine being in one of the many IMAX theatres, sitting in the middle and having the speakers turned up and a movie of outer space playing. WHEW!!

When I want listen to my heart, my breathing and the rhythm of life, I put on my headphones and tune out the world!  And let my mind go where the music takes me in solitude.