Good memories of my wife. Old truck stops that i was in years ago.
A bad punctuation dyslexic ramble ahead.
Running the road a team shot five days week out to our terminal in Northern California. Got home last night , last time i ran team was for Roadway before that Consolidated freightways. Old C.F. freight corn flakes and in putting this down having coffee with my significant other Dunc the golden retriever not letting me out of his sight this morning.
Reason Dunc is not used to me being gone for several days for his four and half years father man ran turns or yard jockeyed and there was cuddles every day. I love this furry guy I loved all our dogs yet Dunc is the last furry connection between my wife and i.
The day I brought him home my wife held him eight weeks old little furry golden potato she was smiling I joke with our friend Diamond dog about her and her husband and my furry niece Sophie never met them yet their furry bundle of joy a anchor baby as Dunc.
And our friend D.U. community (live to hike )her and her hub’s pups Riley Frejya never met them yet these two ladies and I have become friends through Dm on here over the years.
Anyhow on memories passing say Antelope truck stop out in Wyoming or sitting years ago in boomtown in Nevada waiting for Donner pass to open because of weather to go on you had to chain up. And in all these years of union trucking i never chained threw iron screw it isn’t safe to be on road call in tell dispatch were shut down and they’d bitch come on chain up oh i can say no real fast it’s my call ain’t moving .
Unlike running terminal to terminal alone as single driver back east sure we get weather yet I will run in it as long as i feel it’s safe it’s part of the job. Anyway like i said memories before cell phones passing these truck stops or when they existed. I remember calling home talking to my wife from pay phones we’d stop to get fuel our daily shower and sit down and eat a good meal together whomever my partner was.
Not like today all corporate truck stops and all they offer is fast food a few mom and pop truck stops restaurants still around and we haunt these places screw eating fast food , we’ll hold on i will do subway toasted tomato mayo and black olives wheat foot long eat half toss the other half in bunk fridge.
Yet my partner and i were older now we remember pulling doubles two trailers or a 53 single wagon line haul ass and trash 58-60 and we remember in how it used to be years ago in our youth example we need to run a radio C.B. don’t really talk on it to much bullshit yet running driving volume low we both like to know what’s in front of us. Hell today we have GPS SXM radio any old truck drivers remember Art Bell well I’m coast to coast fan George is Great Art Bells replacement why we even have microwave in bunk and fridge.
Sure has changed from years ago and if we have go to new terminal on VIA that GPS comes in handy for us two old goats.
Why other day we saw a driver pulling lead pup trailer just one wagon with dolly that is what you hook rear box up with and he had his air lines both of em hooked up to dolly just your pug tail electric cable for brake lites.
My goodness hearing us bitch about that you’d thought we saw a murder and both of us were like what in the shit why these young drivers today yep we’re two dinosaurs we were young once and the old guys would teach us you don’t do that kid.
My dear wife never complained about me being gone yet other night passing by crazy Fred’s outside kingman on way home I remember stopping getting turbo burgers fuel shower calling home tell my wife alls good.
And being gone five days week on this west coast shot gets me out house it’s not constant memories other day in bathroom closet I found a set of her pearl ear rings that I bought her years ago.
Now my furry lover boy is my shadow for two days can’t leave dad out my sight last night in bed we spooned I’m the big spoon Dunc was out my arm over him. I woke up started rubbing his head beds wet from Dunc sleeping slobbers. You sure cannot beat the love from a furry boy. I’ll be getting ready go store and I’ll get woooo wooo woo and barks I’m going with you old man.
And Dunc will lean into me as I drive my arm over him on way to store probably have to find Dunc and father a relationship counselor for me being gone or maybe this morning slice of cheese he has gotten is good enough.
We’ll have good day D.U. community love the one you are with weather furry lover or hooman lover.
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Sparked a few memories for me. Man, I haven't been anywhere in years so thinking about long hours heading to California back in the day. I remember when the Interstate system wasn't all done yet, you had to go through every town that was along I80 in Nevada - 25mph and no Jake brakes... had to step lightly in many of them or spend hours dealing with cops.
Remember Gay Johnson's out in the middle of nowhere Wyoming? And Little America was a truckstop?
I'd better reel myself back in, I could go on all day, too many years out there on the pavement, I guess. I need to write a book.
I'm glad you have your snuggle buddy for love and warm memories, those are some of the best relationships.
you'll find something your lost loved one left behind and, for me, it usually brings some melancholy but then some smiles and happy memories.
Always happy to hear your tales (tails 
) of Dunc.
I now, happily have a sort of feline circle of connection. A foster we found a home for actually lived with my current guys briefly.
(And I haven't come across one of those silly, yellow rubber ducks in a while and this is the first year I didn't bring out that ridiculously worn, stretched-out hoodie when I brought down my winter clothes.)
Running with you neighbor a pleasure over the road we’re older now it’s all changed. On pensioning off Yet with my wife gone I’ll hope get few more years. And I hear you on those long nights bad weather sucking that driver seat up your anus the stress.
I consider your "bad punctuation dyslexic rambles" real treats to read; they get me thinking and remembering.