I Got A Name

I’ve been driving a tractor trailer for over 15 years now and I’ve seen alot of things. Stunning sunrises and cool sunsets, endless fields of grain and endless lines of traffic. I’ve driven through perilous snowstorms and winds strong enough to blow me over, beautiful sun filled skies when I never touched the brakes for hours. Through it all I never had the time to stop, never a chance to soak in all that was around me.

The picture above was the truck I bought so I could try my hand at independent trucking. It was not my first driving job but it was when I started driving across country or OTR (over the road) in trucking lingo. I have so many fond memories of that time I can’t count them all. What I can do is show you some of the sights from that time.

I can’t help but smile looking at the memories of some of the best times in my life to date, and I still miss my little dog Vinny. He was with me for 18 years and drew his last breath in my lap with his best friends hand resting on him. I knew his time had come but his last day was full of fun for him as he got to eat an entire Egg McMuffin, play in the snow one last time, and go to his rest knowing someone loved him very much. I tear up just writing this.

I didn’t go a day before finding my next furry friend. I found her at the Animal Refuge League in Portland Maine. She was a rescue from Mississippi and the story was that she was badly abused by her prior owner. If you raised a hand near her she would pancake and pee, shiver and whine. She bit me twice as I dragged her to my car and it took almost a year before she completely trusted me. Was it worth it? No doubt!

In my soul is a longing to be out in the open, away from the curse of mans folly. The constant drone of politicians and their false promises, the ever present race baiting and virtue signalling of the woke crowd. I prefer the company of animals with their simple needs and the gifts they give so freely. Love compassion and joy are not something to be thrown around just to gain a modicum of return, such as the silly dating scene, yet animals give these so generously if given in return. A truer friendship cannot be found.

I got a name and it shouts freedom. I carry it with me in honor of my dad and all those who fought to defend that freedom. I sing it loud with pride for this country the way it was founded, even with all it’s shortcomings. I pray for a day when people stop trying to force their misguided beliefs on others who feel differently, all in the name of fairness. A fairness that does not seem to go both ways, hidden behind an agenda of control.

Term limits for those who think a lifetime of service to their country includes making millions for them and their families while constantly failing in their duty to provide for the common good. Passing laws to give more tax dollars to some in the hopes of votes, while others struggle to maintain a decent lifestyle. My father and those like him didn’t suffer so a few milk toast professors could corrupt the minds of the next generations into thinking we need to start this country over in their image. I think it’s disgusting the path we are on and I hope it’s not too late to fix it.

My name is America and my dream is something we all want. Freedom to live as we please as long as we leave others to do the same. Freedom of expression without someone imposing their will because they were offended. Get over it! Freedom to worship as you believe without someone trying to label them a hate group. Not everyone in any group has the best intentions at heart but that does not give you the right to oppress all. My name is in the hearts of all people who wish to live and let live. I fear we are an endagered group.

Like the pine trees lining the winding road
I got a name, I got a name
Like the singing bird and the croaking toad
I got a name, I got a name
And I carry it with me like my daddy did
But I’m living the dream that he kept hid

Moving me down the highway
Rolling me down the highway
Moving ahead so life won’t pass me by

Like the north wind whistling down the sky
I’ve got a song, I’ve got a song
Like the whippoorwill and the baby’s cry
I’ve got a song, I’ve got a song
And I carry it with me and I sing it loud
If it gets me nowhere, I go there proud

Moving me down the highway
Rolling me down the highway
Moving ahead so life won’t pass me by

And I’m gonna go there free

Like the fool I am and I’ll always be
I’ve got a dream, I’ve got a dream
They can change their minds but they can’t change me
I’ve got a dream, I’ve got a dream
Well, I know I can share it if you want me to
If you’re going my way, I’ll go with you

Moving me down the highway
Rolling me down the highway
Moving ahead so life won’t pass me by
Moving me down the highway
Rolling me down the highway
Moving ahead so life won’t pass me by

4 thoughts on “I Got A Name

  1. Years ago, Thomas Sowell wrote about colleges who advertise “Training the leaders of tomorrow” turning out a bunch of people who get no fulfillment unless they are telling others what to do . I’ve decided that colleges are just day care centers that keep spoiled brats from having to go to work! Unfortunately , they are in offices now, telling the people who do the work what’s best for them! People who think for themselves are going to get shunned from polite society!

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Your photos of past scenes on the road are beautiful and many of your sentiments echo mine. Here’s to freedom and working towards a better future. And here’s to all of our four legged friends, we’ve loved and lost, and who know the true meaning of love, of being themselves and being free.

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s