In speaking and writing, I try hard not to use clichés. One, however, is never far from my lips; “the good old days.” We were just having a conversation the other day about these “...

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This story took place in approximately 1976 when I worked for a company that hauled all around Canada and U.S. There was an oil boom going on, and a lot of drilling mud and drillin...

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My last driving job was with a relatively large national company. As a part-timer, I drove whatever was available, usually while the assigned drivers were on their days off. But my...

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December always brings such a whirlwind of emotions to me. There are Christmas holidays to look forward to, although this year with covid restrictions in place, it may be a little...

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My first driving job was for a local Delta, BC farmer, hauling fresh produce to Washington and Oregon. Now, some drivers claim that the reefer’s sound lulls them to sleep, but I fo...

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One late afternoon in the early spring of 2019, after unloading hay in Chilliwack, I was deadheading up to Prince George to pick up a load of lumber. While entering the city from t...

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There’s an old saying that goes something like, “It’s an ill wind that blows nobody any good.” I think the ill wind of this world-wide virus seems to be blowing some good in the pa...

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This story is about things that are not necessarily truck-related, but if I weren’t driving a truck, I would not have seen or experienced what I am about to tell.In the ‘70s, I was...

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Happy New Year, one and all! The Season of Rejoicing & Overindulgence is behind us. It is my sincere hope that your time with friends and loved ones was truly safe and rewardin...

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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...

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