I just started tonight on this thing they call a blog. Now, I've heard about these things because I've got a teenager who had one (notice the past tense there) and he used it one time to rant and rave about this one kid in his school. Well, the kids mom read it and soon, she was telling everyone in town about it and then my wife had to call her about it. The kids mom was going on and on about this being libelous and everything and so he apologized and shut his blog down. Now, I don't plan on getting that crazy in my writing to the point where people are going to be calling each other in shock about what I put in by blog. I'm just an ordinary trucker who's going to tell you about some of the things that cross my mind while I'm going down the road. Which means, of course, that I'll somehow probably end up in a whole lot of trouble like I always do when I open my big mouth.
That said, what kind of piece of crap, low life human being loots during a hurricane when a million people are without power? I heard a little about what was going on in New Orleans and it made me sick. I'm sure theres probably a lot of stories of people helping each other during this time and we won't hear those stories because they don't get viewers, listeners, or readers for the media. It just seems like there's not too many people out there any more who want to give their fellow man a helping hand when he's down. But there seems to be a whole lot of people who want to stick to you while you're down, that's for sure. I was in the TA in Wytheville, VA a couple of weeks ago and a young lady came by saying her car broke down and could I spare some money. I gave her some and she was shocked. Oh, I know what you're thinking, but something just struck me about her and I felt she really needed help. Should I have stayed a pessimist and saved the money for myself and told her to get lost like I usually do? I just felt that it would do my soul some good to give the money to her because I'm feeling like I'm getting to be too much of a hard case after seeing all the crap out here for the last 12 years. And I felt like it was a small price to pay to not sink into that negative thinking for that day.
So, help someone out if you can. Make it your goal. Who knows what a difference it will make in the long run.
Einsteins Theories
Posted on Wed, Aug 31 2005 @ 12:48 AM [EST]
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I like your attitude. If we could only get more truckers to think in the same frame of mind. It used to be if you were broke down on the road, you could depend on a trucker to stop and help, and not even expect to be compensated for his help. It was good to hear your story about the lady. I know when I was on the road, I got the same mindset about the beggars. Every once in a while you get that feeling that this one is for real. Might be God speaking to you, anyway you receive way more in blessings than the small amount of money cost you. So many of the drivers today are out for good ole number one. The Gulf coast region does make me sick. The people have lost everything, homes,jobs, loved ones and on and on! So hard to imagine what they are going thru. Watching the looters on the TV is unbelievable. They don't care about morals or laws. Very good blog! Thanks for giving me a little confidence in The American Trucker again!
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dave on Wed, Aug 31 2005 @ 9:59 PM [EST]
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dave on Wed, Aug 31 2005 @ 9:59 PM [EST]
I like your attitude. Sometimes I do help those people asking for money because something tells me that they actually need it.
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lenutt on Sun, Sep 11 2005 @ 12:16 PM [EST]
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lenutt on Sun, Sep 11 2005 @ 12:16 PM [EST]
I lived in downtown Chicago for 12 years and loved every minute of it. There were times I felt strongly compelled to give people money. And I have many great stories about street people. One time I gave a young man $20.00 because it was laid on my heart to do so. When I gave him the money, I told him I did so because God told me to. He started crying. HIs father was a minister. This young man doubted God and left his home to find his way in a big city. When I came upon him, he was broke and homeless. The $20.00 I gave him gave him shelter in a SRO and food. More importantly, it gave him faith.
Keep up the blogs.
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Truckerdoc on Sun, Sep 18 2005 @ 7:17 PM [EST]
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Truckerdoc on Sun, Sep 18 2005 @ 7:17 PM [EST]
One time whilst I was parked in a TA in Utah, I started talking to some other drivers from other comapnies just shooting the breeze. When they stated they were hungry and were gonna grab something to eat. I said I'll join you for a coffee because I was flat broke and had five dollars to my name. When we got to the restauraunt to order. They ordered big meals and I said I just wanted coffee. After the waitress left one of the drivers said you sure you don't want something to eat and I said I'm fine. But he kept pressing until I had to tell him I was broke and had five dollars to my name. When he heard that he opened his wallet and handed me a twenty and said keep it and don't pay me back just do it for another driver someday. I'll never forget that man and hope that day comes around so I can help another driver in need. Truckers are and should be a Giant Brotherhood. God Bless...
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Vaqueromuerto on Mon, Sep 26 2005 @ 2:02 AM [EST]
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Vaqueromuerto on Mon, Sep 26 2005 @ 2:02 AM [EST]
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Big Wheels on Wed, Aug 31 2005 @ 11:35 AM [EST]