As a young man, before I got into driving, I only traveled maybe 50 miles from where I was born and raised. I had never been anywhere, but then I started driving. I got into it figuring I’d do it for 3 years, make some big money— just long enough to save for a down payment on a house. Well, I got into it and liked it so well… I’m still doing it. My dad called it ‘white line fever,’ and it was. The open road is, for me a sense of freedom. It’s exciting. The scenery, the wildlife. The people. Travelling through different areas, going through the different seasons… I love the snow. You gauge people pretty good watching them drive in snow.
I’ve been driving for about 36 years now and married for 31. It’s hard sometimes, you’re away from home for 2 to 6 weeks at a time depending on how hard you want to run. It takes a certain kind of woman to hold a serious relationship like that. She knew what I was doing when we got into it, and we’re still— every time I go home, it’s like we’re still on our honeymoon.
Last year, my wife was diagnosed with cancer— lymphoma. I called Scott, my dispatcher and terminal manager to tell him. They had another driver as fast as they could to pick up my trailer. They told me to call them when everything was taken care of. At the time, it looked like my wife wasn’t going to make it. We kept praying as she went through chemo. Believe it or not, they say she’s in remission. Cancer-free. And now I’m back to work. We all got to work for a living, but when you’ve got a company that will put your family ahead of their own concerns, it’s amazing.