Where Are You Going?


North and south, speed limit is 60 but most are traveling at 65 to 70.  Trucks, cars, van, all makes and models going somewhere.  To work, maybe, home or on vacation, coming from a vacation returning home.  Trucks delivering gas, general freight, picking up freight. Pickup trucks pulling RVs behimd them.  RVs pulling pickup trucks behind them.  Disabled car on the side of the road, blown tire.  The flashing lights of a tow truck can be seen half a mile down the road, coming to their aid. Where are you going?  

Buses, dump trucks, tankers carrying all types of liquids, all shapes and sizes, going about their way. Some say if you see a truck on the road late into the night, on weekends, and holidays, that driver is working!    

Heading towards the city, traffic thickens. Brake lights are seen in the distance as it slows to under 55.  Cars moving in and out of traffic, jockeying for the front, hurrying to work. An occasional horn is blown to let someone know they are drifting into another lane. The loud roar of a truck’s Jake Brake passing as it slows to exit the highway.  A motorcycle or two can be heard over the sounds of the traffic as the tires meet the road.  

So tell me, where are you going?


Hospital Waiting Room


Have you ever sat in a hospital main waiting room and watched the people coming and going?  They come in all shapes and sizes, colors, men, women, children, doctors, nurses, nurses’ aid, janitorial, just the general public.  The noise level varies at different times of the day.  Some of the people in the waiting room have sitting for hours waiting for an answer from the surgeon.  Medical personnel walking through to get to the other side of the hospital or going to the cafeteria to eat.  Patients being transported for tests or x-rays. People coming in to visit family that are patients here, or coming in to get outpatient procedures done.  

We all know that it is not polite to talk about people when you see them but sometimes you can’t help it.  It could be something that they are wearing that you want to bring to someone elses’ attention or maybe they have brought it to you.  It could be that someone has had an accident in the waiting room that medical personnel had to be called.  What ever it may be, the waiting room can be an interesting place.  You may find that you know a lot of people that pass through.  One thing that I find myself watching is the fashion, what everyone is wearing.  In some cases, they look pretty decent, in others, its like ‘what happened’?   I’ve sat here here for the past several hours and I know at least 1000 or more people has passed through this lobby.  Hopefully, everyone who’s there because of sickness gets well soon.

Riding the Highways

Riding the highways of this great country of ours has given men a great sense of home!.  I spend most of my time out here making timely deliveries and pick ups for shippers and receivers.  In some cases, it can be a great thing, meeting new people, seeing the country and how others live, dealing with other state traffic laws.  But, more than enough, you find yourself longing for home.  Depending on how close you are to your family, going home is something you look forward to at the end of the week.  I am very close to my family and can’t wait sometimes to get home to my granddaughters.  As they say, home is where the heart is and for most of us out here, that’s a true statement.

Not every truck stop you go to is clean, some of the parking lots are not paved and have a lot of pot holes that you pray your truck won’t get stuck in.  There are plenty with paved parking lots and hundred of spaces, with a truck wash on the premises.  But the ones that have every amenity that you need while out here, still can’t take the place of being home.  The truck stops are equipped with showers, laundry rooms, and restaurants, TV rooms where you can watch cable or movies and fast food.  Just about everthing you need.  But still, it’s not like being home.

After a while of sleeping in the truck, you find it hard to sleep in your own bed at home.  Like me, I found myself sleeping on the sofa in the den.  I’ve tried replacing the mattress in the truck with a twin mattress, even though it’s more comfortable, it doesn’t feel like the one at home.  Maybe it’s because of the noise of the truck’s engine that I am missing when I am in my bed, that noise is not in my bedroom!

When you pull into a truck stop and lucky enough to find a parking space, you go in and the smells sometimes remind you of being home.  Other times, it makes you think you have walked into the men’s bathroom.  You walk into the restaurant, if they have one, to find out what is on special for the day.  They tell you its Smothered Pork Chop, green beans and mashed potatoes, you place the order and when you get it, the gravy on the pork chops is thick and greasy, the mashed potatoes could stick on the wall for days before falling off.  You struggle through the meal and pay the bill, then the regret of eating such a heavy meal start to creep up.  It’s meals like that that will put the weight on you.  There are many transportation agencies that are trying to get the truck driver to think about what they are eating and how to control their weight.  They need to start with the truck stop restaurant and make sure the foods they are serving are healthy.  If a driver has a choice between smothered pork chops and a chef salad, which do you think he will pick?

When I finally make it home, I try to spend as much time with my family as possible because I know in a few days, I will right back at it again.  I’ll end up somewhere 600 miles away and by the end of the week, I would have driven about 3000.  Yeah, home is where I want to be, but driving is my passion and I would rather not do anything else.