Would you ever appreciate the sunlight if it wasn’t for the dark nights? Do you think you would be able to see the beauty and tranquility of a quiet desert if you never lived in a loud, over-crowded city? That’s why some will never understand the true, independent nature of trucking. If you have never been worn out, exhausted and almost destroyed by it, it’s hard to appreciate the good things about it. It’s not about avoiding misery – it’s about putting yourself through it and not being afraid to fail. It may take 30 or 40 years to figure it all out, but if you last that long in trucking, you will have grown into a real man (or woman). Good luck!
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It was a great life. I lived it for over 40 years. During that time, I never saw anything but beauty, some of the beauty as stark and hard, some of it was a soft and wonder filled series of days. Some of the beauty of the life on the road can no more be explained than why I drive trucks.
In my career, I have been in all the 48 contiguous states, in all seasons. My truck has sat behind a building while a tornado raged and tore the other side of the road to bits. More than once, I saw the beauty of the snow covered Rockies and Appalachians.My job let me see and step in both oceans, the Great Lakes and the Gulf of Mexico.
it was a life full of beauty and danger. Knowing what I know now, the lessons of the road cost me any thought of a normal factory workers life, and I loved every minute of it ( except for the time hiding from the tornado, I had a few doubts about it until morning).