That name of a popular movie right now
is all I could think of for a title to this post. I find it
intriguing that C.S. Lewis associated evil with bitter cold weather
in his “Chronicles of Narnia”. I seriously thought I wasn't
going to be able to get my load unstrapped and ready to be off-loaded
when I got to the Caterpillar plant in Aurora, IL. It is so cold up
here. It was about 6 or 7 degrees with a stiff wind blowing the
whole time I was trying to get things ready. I have some very good
winter time clothing and gloves, but still my toes and fingers began
to ache and my poor mustache would have broken in half if I had tried
to smile or change my facial expression.
I had a 3:00 appointment to get to the
plant, and the further North I traveled the weather just got worse.
I started getting into some snow and ice on the highway and then I
started noticing cars stuck on the sides of the highway where they
had slid off. Then I saw the one thing I was dreading – flashing
lights ahead. I simply didn't have time for a traffic delay and
still be able to make it on time. It was critical that I get this
stuff off so that I could get another load. If I can't make it then
I'm stuck until Monday morning. The flashing lights were emergency
vehicles and we got choked down to one lane because of several big
trucks that were jack-knifed on the interstate. Once I got on up to
the Lincoln Highway the traffic slowed even more just because it was
Friday afternoon and lots of ice on the roadway. Consequently I got
to Caterpillar at 3:45. It took them a little while to figure out
what to do because the shift changes at 3:30 and there was now no one
there in the particular department that was to receive these blocks.
At first they told me I would have to wait until Monday, but
thankfully after talking with a helpful supervisor, they got a
forklift operator from another department to come unload me. He
wasn't too cheerful about it, but I still expressed my sincere
gratitude to him.
The weather plays an integral part in
the problems faced daily by an over the road truck driver. Frankly,
it can be quite unnerving at times – trying to manage a vehicle
that is so large and so heavy through all kinds of road conditions
will test your limits. Ice is particularly challenging. It was 8
degrees here when I arrived. When I bedded down last night it was
zero, and I awoke this morning to 8 below zero. With the famous
winds that come off of Lake Michigan up here, that makes it very
difficult to be outside the truck securing my loads. Which brings me
to the news about my next load. It starts in downtown Chicago, and
then has two additional pick-ups in Lombard, and Addison – suburbs
of Chicago. I'm not real excited about having three pick-up
locations in this weather, which of course means three different
times I will have to be outside making sure this stuff can ride all
the way down to Houston, Texas without falling off the truck.
Oh well, enough about my difficulties.
Let me tell you about one of the pleasures of this job. I start
early on most days, it just makes sense to get things done so that
you can move on to something else. It is purely my choice, and
somewhat of a business decision. A truck driver makes his own
decisions and those decisions have a big impact on his earning
potential. It is a performance based job, which suits my personality
well. A side benefit to getting started early is that you get to see
the dawning of each new day. Some are more spectacular than others,
but that fresh first peek of daylight rising above the horizon is
always a welcome sight to me. It is like the promising and powerful
statement of our King when he declared “I make all things new”.
Here's what I was greeted with this morning as I was leaving
Missouri.
I love seeing the morning take shape - it is almost like a new birth, or a promise that the darkness will not prevail. Light is always special, but nothing compares to when we first see it overcoming the darkness.
I don't have to get to my first pick-up today until noon, so I'm taking the time to make this post and just sort of taking it easy here in the confines of my little rolling house. It is cramped quarters to be sure, but it is toasty warm in here right now, so I'm not even going to crack a door open.
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