I think I’m going to start a new website. The people of Walmart is so successful, I have one that can match it. The People of Truck Stops. They come in all shapes and sizes, all mannerisms, all kinds of clothes and styles.
There are the employees who work all night long with just a brief glimpse of their customers, there are the locals who cruise through and drop in to the places on a regular basis, and there are the professionals who find this to be their home away from home.
The Taj MaHauler is having a few repairs done today, so we’ve been at Exit 9 on I-40 in Arizona at the Love’s for the past 16 hours, most of them spent in the truck, after all, it is our home, but occasionally I wander out to the truck stop. The people you see are very interesting.
There is Judy, Judy is a clerk here who is helping to raise money for the Children’s Miracle Network. She stayed up til 6 a.m. baking 100 loaves of banana bread to sell for $5.00 each to raise money for the cause. She sells it right there at her checkstand with a laugh and a smile.
This morning we were greeted by Gary with a “Welcome to Good Burger, Home of the Good Burger, Would you like to try a Good Burger?” It was a welcome greeting, made us all laugh.
Last night there was Luke, changing batteries in the dark in our truck, no complaints about the time or the effort, just wanted to do the job right.
The truck drivers are my favorite, they certainly range from all walks of life, men and women, young and old, all manners of ethnicities, and all with a job to do. I watch them pull in to the gas pumps at mach speed. I’ve decided they all drive so fast because their trucks are numbered, so they think they are race car drivers. They slide on their gloves, they check the tire pressures, all the gauges, go to work on their engines, fuel their beasts. It doesn’t matter where they fall in the spectrum of people, they all treat their trucks like the chariots they are. These are the folks that truly do move America.
Every thing on the shelves in every store was brought to you by a truck driver. They struggle through all kinds of adversity, from bad roads and road construction to bad weather and daring drivers. The loneliness of being on the road is a lot to bear, some travel with faithful companions – dogs and even cats – like us.
The People of Truck Stops would have pictures of all kinds of folks. There was the dude who was about four foot wide walking in to the truck stop last night – he was on a mission – reminded me a bit of Shrek. The large man hanging out in the Carl Jr’s section, “willing to pay rent on this table, just to be outta my truck.” Most look like your neighbors, they are wearing crocs and boots and tennis shoes, dressed in shorts and jeans and sweatpants, just like you and I, but they’re on the job – some 24/7.
The People of Truck Stops would be dedicated to the professionals of the trucking industry with my thanks for keeping American moving.