It was a wonderful day!
That day was barely a couple months before I decided to become a truck driver! 🙂
Little did I know at the time, that being a truck driver would ever even occur to me… it would have likely been the furthest thing from my mind. But…
The reason I went to visit my folks at that time was to pick up a brand new Chevy Silverado from the dealership where Jai and I purchased the one before.
Our first Chevy dually was a 2003. By the time it reached 10 years of age, it still only had 83,000 miles on it.
I thought… “Hmmm, why not call the dealership in St Louis we originally purchased it from and see what kind of deal they have to offer?”
Let’s just say the deal was way too good to pass up. It was worth driving 1,800 miles to make it!
And besides, I would get to visit “the rents”, which are now more appropriately referred to as “The Bears”… and everyone won.
On the way back to San Diego, with the new truck, I discovered I really enjoyed driving across the country. Now, this was a major discovery. I had a reputation when it came to driving… my reputation was that if I had to drive further than 50 miles, it would take three day because I would have to stop every 2-3 hours to take a nap.
Don’t laugh. I just wasn’t a long distance driver. Or I thought I wasn’t until that trip.
I loved that drive from California to Illinois and back. 5,000 miles round-trip.
When I got back to San Diego, an idea sprang to life, to look around for a business I could start with our new truck. And it was that very investigation that led me to discover “husband/wife team truck driving”. Okay, so back to the day with PBear.
I was at The Bears house for a month visiting, eating, talking and buying a new truck.
One of those afternoons was spent with PappaBear, going up The Great River Road to a place called Pier Marquette. A beautiful 1930’s mansion, originally built for (of all things) the Corp of Engineers and later turned into an amazing hotel, with private cabins tucked away, on the grounds.
We had an amazing day together… me and PBear. The link below is to view pictures from that day. But before you go there…
This is posted on my personal Google + page… and just had to share it with our “trucking family”.
The Bears are an integral part of our whole “truck driving” journey…
Back in December of 2013, when things were going pear-shaped … what with Jai’s work tools being stolen (all of them) and getting laid off on the same day.
As all of the mayhem was unfolding, I called Dad and Mom to get their advice on an idea I had… “driving a truck” together with Jai.
I was actually very surprised to hear their utter joy at the thought of it.
I think I expected them to reel with shock and try desperately to talk me out of it… but they didn’t.
I must add at this point that my Grandfather (my Mom’s Dad) was a truck driver for over 40 years out of Georgia. And my Dad’s eldest brother, Uncle RJ, was a trucker driver – once again – for over 40 years. And I have several cousins who drive today.
Truck driving is “in the blood” so to speak. At least on my side of the picture. Jai’s… not so much but he’s changing that. 🙂
It is so wonderful to have family support. And, to be perfectly honest, my parent made some of the rougher days a little easier to get through. More than once!
Jai and I love “The Bears” and appreciate them both beyond words.
Here’s the link to go and have a look at the pictures from my day with PBear: CLICK TO VIEW