He loaded up and rolled away eastbound through the night,His big old diesel running hard and the headlights burning bright.Hauling lumber from the coast on the big road all alone,He rolled over in Montana and he’s neve....
Fred, Dad and I had an evening off, and Dad wanted to take in the sale at the local Auction Barn to see if there were any good deals on cattle. Now Fred and I knew that a lot of local farm girls would be trucking in ther....
Several people have asked me how I came up with the ideas for my poems, so I thought I might take a little time to explain and give you a non-trucker poem and how it came to pass. Trucking poetry, of course, comes from t....
Dad and I delivered a load of
machinery to the Vancouver
docks, and the next morning I was
sitting down to a good breakfast,
contemplating a couple of days off
on the West Coast. But no such luck.
Dad came into the....
It was a Friday, and I had just come
home from school when I got a phone
call from my buddy Fred. He wanted
Dad and me to come down to his place
to take a look at what the flood had
washed up in his backyard. Fred l....
It was a fine Sunday in July, and we had just got back from church, and, except for the necessary chores, we planned on taking the day off. I was sitting under the big Maple tree, sipping on a cool beverage and chatting ....
It was January, and I loaded up with wood moulding in Yakima, Washington and headed for Alexandria, Ontario. I crossed the border up by Bonner and prepared to take the load across Canada. The border crossing went well, a....
I had spent all week working in the pit repairing one machine after another and was looking forward to a couple of days off, but that was not to be. Dad had his R model and one of the B61’s hooked up to flatbeds, and w....
Sometimes our trucking life and the interaction with people we meet along the way have unexpected consequences - this is that type of a story. I came home off the road to find Dad and Pop in the shop with a van trailer t....
I unloaded a load of machinery in Edmonton and phoned home to see If Dad had found me a load home, and he told me about this great “light” load up in Cold Lake at the airbase that was going back to Trenton. It ....