Day1

1963 I guess is when I started to realize things in the world. I was 5 years old and just getting ready to start school. I also began to understand what my dad did for a living. He was a truck driver! Not really knowing exactly what he did, but now i knew he drove a truck. Over the years I would learn a lot about what a truck driver did, the sacrifices and the rewards! I guess this is the first part of of my journey?