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A Trucker's Life
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A Trucker's Life |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced 
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A Trucker's Life (10-21-09) It will be one more week till we can get off the road, depending on just how fast we can ditch the last load.  I've tasted of the trucker's life and I have a new admiration for most, always studying maps, point A to point Z, driving thousands of miles, coast to coast. Rest areas and weigh stations scattered along the way, the same truck stops and restaurants all across the U.S.A.  Sleeping two in the sleeper bunk sure is quite a tight fit, but some of the scenery is gorgeous enough to make one forget.  There are many bad things about trucking that I could tell you in this poem, but the very worst part of the job is just the fact of not being home.  |
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Alison 
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
I used to want to be a truck driver when I was a little girl. It's good to see you on the boards, Dixie girl. xoxoxo Alison |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Be safe, Dixie... whereever you are. *S* |
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rachaelfuchsberger
since 2007-02-21
Posts 609Las Vegas, NV |
My father has driven big rigs for as long as I can remember. The summer I was 15, he took me with him on a trip back home to Ohio from Arizona. We ended up going through almost the entire country with the exceptions of like Wyoming, Idaho, Cali, Oregon, Washington, Alabama, Louisiana, Georgia, the Dakotas, Michigan, Rhode Island and Maine. We essentially hit half the country in about a week and a half total, to and from, with a stop in Ohio for about two weeks so I could visit with family. It's awesome. But you're right, the only thing that sucks is not being home. Goddess grant me the serenity to accept the things that I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can and the wisdom to know the difference. |
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luminosity Senior Member
since 2005-11-18
Posts 813 |
great share.... I couldn't do it, my body refuses...a half and hour commute is about all I can take of straight driving  |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
A good write Ma'am. My father was a trucker for most of his life. I used to ride with him when I was young, pushing old Brockways and Macks and double stick White. His last one was a Peterbuilt; it was like a space ship compared to those old monsters. He spent half his life on the road. I learned to miss him when he was still alive. Thanks for the thoughts! Keep on rollin'. |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
What an incredibly stirring piece you have offered us here, dear Dixie. Thank you also for the great pictures. Your eyes are so intensely expressive, they are the reflection of the story. It's no doubt a hard job, but there are also positive sides to it. A sense of freedom is always part of the road and as you show us here a quick view to the surroundings is always a reward. I loved also the replies from our friends who can relate. Thank you for this! Love and hugs. Margherita |
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Oklahoma Rose Senior Member
since 2008-02-28
Posts 1586Oklahoma USA |
Dixie girl, it's good to see you. My dad was a truck driver for as far back as I can remember. If you ever come through Okc., let me know. I would love to meet you in person. |
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viking_metal Senior Member
since 2007-02-02
Posts 1337In a Jeep, Minnesota. |
Truckers rule.  I love my dog, and my truck. It's that simple, really. |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
just finished going through your series here my dear friend...beautiful pictures and words. Recently lost my best friend of 30 some years to kidney cancer. He took up truck driving in his 50's when he couldn't find a job. Gave him a good living and new perspectives. He'd stop through when he'd come this way and we talked several times a week cell-phone style. Fortunately he was able to be home most week-ends (he demanded it)...forget who he drove for at the moment, but he covered mostly Texas, Louisiana, Arkansas, and Oklahoma with some real long distance trips once in a while. Tried to get me to do it too, but I was otherwise working, and not willing to give up...being home. Throw a salute his way some night when big rig howls by in the dark...just maybe it's Jay Steppe. |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
I enjoyed this one. When I was a little girl I wanted to grow up to be a truck driver. And then I learned how to drive and that one bit the dust. Nan (Pilgrim variety) |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
very part of living, I really love the words and the photos, this is quite a vivid and wonderful poem. yann |
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