I Quit!
After Forty-Two years,
I Quit!
I remember when
Trucking was fun!
I Quit!
I wanted to be a trucker
Since I was ten years old.
I fell in love with diesel smoke.
I grew up in a small town
In northern Illinois,
With one flashing light.
The big trucks would roll
Through town,
The Jake’s roaring,
The Turbo’s whining
And diesel smoke
Wafting in my bedroom window!
I knew then I wanted to
Chase the horizon
And run down the highway
When I grew up.
It took a while,
But I made it happen.
I drove just about everything.
Small vans, dump trucks
Straight trucks.
And finally, one day
I was driving
That big semi-truck!
I ran from coast to coast
And border to border.
Always looking for that next horizon!
I pulled almost every kind of trailer
Flat-bed, dry-van, reefer and tankers
As long as I was running, I was happy.
But, during the last decade
it seems, it’s not fun anymore,
It’s become stressful!
There are a lot more regulations,
A lot more traffic,
And a lot more idiot drivers!
So yes, after forty-two years,
And more than five million miles,
I QUIT!!
