10/13/20

How We Began Writing Trucker Stories for Kids

Nobody had one it (before us)!  But didn’t start out, telling these trucker stories. They grew out of my grandsons’ fascination with their Grandpa’s trucker lifestyle. When I (their grandmother) noted their reaction, I began to write his stories. They’re about his trucker adventures as he rode the highways of America for 30 years, in every state but Hawaii. So, get the word out for friends–all of you who’ve signed on for updates and any new who wish to hear the exciting tales. We had a little bump in the road (my health), but like good truckers everywhere, we’ve fixed the engine and we’re up and running again. B

So, buckle up–It’s about to get exciting.

(Picture above is of our youngest of 5 grandsons, little Seamus O’Connell.)

 

12/19/15

Trucker Graveyard

Their big rigs have probably disintegrated, over the years, in the heat and dust of a Laredo landscape. But the bones of their drivers remain. Truckers who never made it beyond the SHORT CURVE in the road. Loved ones couldn’t retrieve, for they’d gone too far down. Now, they lay, tangled, in a Truckers’Graveyard. I bow my head when I pass, in my own big rig, and say a silent prayer………Trucking’s not for the faint of heart.

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