RE, Ohh.. a cool topic. I am looking forward to more.
We are brethren of sorts. My two best friends, across the back fence, growing up were the sons of a man who owned a small OTR trucking company. I drove some for him before and during summers while in college. Epic stories about him, them and the road. Some so painful .....
40 years and over 4 million miles later the surviving brother, and still my best friend, is out there on the road somewhere. No family, no house, no car. Like a kind of monk. There is only the truck and the road. The blur of the white lines flashing by as the sun rises and sets and life passing with the seasons. One's only link with sanity the radio and the mournful whine of the tires ever rolling.
Wyo