I kept a day by day journal the first 5 years I was enjoying North America. While earning a living,I kept track of where I went, often what I did, feelings I had and various other details. I am writing this blog day by day as I lived it. The month/day I lived it is the same as the month/day I write about it. The years are obviously different...thus the days title: ie: August 30, 1989, 2009.

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Starting as a preschooler, I remember my Grandfather bringing me rocks from his trips he took after he retired. Each rock had a story to tell. In the sixth grade, I watched a freeway be built and then wondered where all the trucks would go. I remember in high school looking at the mountains and wanting to travel. I did many jobs BEFORE trucking but I always wondered what driving would by like. I really wanted to see things and drive a big truck. So after almost finishing nursing school, a divorce and three cute little kids, I became a truck driver. While earning a living, I found myself enjoying North America and seeing the land and people. NO ONE ENJOYED TRAVELING MORE THAN ME. There are two things I have enjoyed in this life and they are traveling and writing. I use to call myself "Protourist" but my Mother-in-law and Wife would become upset with me as they know I really love THE "travel" and not THE stopping to see things. I now call myself "protraveller"(I like it with a double "L") and my Mother-in-law and Wife are now happy!!! I love to write and this blog gives me the opportunity to share my past and thoughts with the public.

About this blog's layout...BLOG UPDATED ONCE PER DAY...

I follow my journal daily by writing under the daily title, "FIRST 5 YEARS:" The first five years will strictly follow my 5 year journal. If I find the day I am writing about to be boring, I will either write about thoughts I remember(placed under the title of "SECOND 5 YEARS"), write a trucker tale(placed under "A Trucker's Tale"), give a helpful trucker hint, ask a "student driver" question or do something.....When a location appears after the day of the week after "FIRST 5 YEARS:", it is where I am at the start of that day((IE: FIRST 5 YEARS: (Sunday-Kansas City, Missouri))..... I would encourage those that find themselves enjoying North America to follow me day by day.....REMEMBER: THIS IS A BLOG ABOUT WHAT LIFE IS LIKE FOR A TRUCKER THAT DOES NOT HAVE A DAILY ROUTINE ROUTE(called a "dedicated" route). THERE WILL BE MANY TIMES WHEN THE ROUTING, SCENERY AND DAY'S ACTIVITIES WILL BE SIMILAR(boring???) TO PREVIOUS DAYS; THAT'S TRUCKING! THERE WILL BE DAYS WHEN THE ROUTING, SCENERY AND DAY'S ACTIVITIES WILL BE TOTALLY NEW; THAT'S TRUCKING. Frustrations? I mention the frustrations I had as a driver. I loved my job while earning a living and realized that all jobs have frustrations; truck driving is, and was, no different..... Many pictures on this blog can be left-clicked and made larger.....Questions?...Please E-mail PT at fabalt2000@centurylink.net


Blog Dictionaries...

The Trucking Dictionary...words in this dictionary will many times appear highlighted. If a word isn't highlighted or in the blog dictionary and sounds "different", check it out in this dictionary. Please note: Many times when clicking on these dictionaries anywhere in the blog, the first thing that comes up is an advertisement which I have no control over.
The Blog Dictionary...This dictionary contains words I use that aren't "trucker" words and thus not in the "trucking dictionary". I separate them--the dictionaries--in case someone wants to copy the trucking dictionary for personal use. This dictionary also contains names of people(not real names) that I dealt with many times through my trucking career. Blog word found in this dictionary often will be licked to it.
DAILY UPDATES SHOULD BE UP BY NOON CST...

October 1, 2009

October 1, 1989, 2009

FIRST 5 YEARS: (Sunday-Walcott, Iowa)
Started my day(midnight) off at the "Just A Truck Stop"in Walcott, Iowa watching movies with the other drivers. Got to my tractor around 2:30 AM and bedded down with my TV going. Woke up at 11 AM and decided that it would be best to go on to Iowa City so I would be ready for my load pick-up tomorrow. Took I-80 west to Iowa City where I parked my rig for the night at the medium sized truckstop off of I-80. Looked at the truckstop's city map and found where I needed to be at 10AM tomorrow. Nothing special the rest of day...

SECOND 5 YEARS: (only speeding ticket)
My first "speeding" ticket(violation)...I was sitting at "Just a Truckstop" in Berkshire, Ohio waiting for a load. I had called my Mother and she told me that an old friend from high school(George) had contacted her and wanted to know how I was doing. She got his address so I decided to make him a cassette tape(I had a sound activated recorder-whole new story...later) instead of writing a letter. While I was thinking about the tape and making notes on what to talk about, my satellite box(satellite link with dispatch) beeped and the light lit. I had a load to get in Lima, Ohio that afternoon going to Dallas, Texas. I got my cassette recorder ready to speak into, my vehicle inspection done and I was off for Lima. I decided I would take Hwy 36 to Delaware(Ohio) then caught Hwy 23 north to Marion, Ohio. At Marion, I would take Hwy 309 to Lima. It was on Hwy 23 north that I started talking onto the cassette recorder as the traffic was light and it was a four lane highway. I turned down my CB radio, which was a mistake as some trucker probably tried to warn me of the coming Smokey(Ohio Highway Patrolman), and continued north on Hwy 23. I saw the Smoky coming at me and out of habit looked at my speed. I was doing what looked like 65 mph(55 mph was the limit). I didn't have a fuzz buster(radar detector), but when I saw the Smokey slowing down I was sure he was doing it for me...He was. I was invited to his vehicle where he was very pleasant. I thought that I was going to get away with the speeding(in Ohio??...get real!!) but he wrote me up for 62 mph in a 55 mph zone. I have several 2's in my social security number(was your drivers' license number) and he wrote all of them looking like 7's. I thought I could fight this but then I thought that I had got away with so many speedings(a noun) that I can pay for the one that I got caught at for not doing what I should have been doing...listening to the CB radio. I went on to Lima where I picked up several 4 cylinder engines going to a fork truck company in Dallas...After I delivered my load in Dallas, I found a post office and mailed my speeding fine into Ohio. I also mailed the tape I made. With the Commercial Drivers' License laws, this speeding fine never showed up on my driving record.

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