As a child I can remember my dad saying goodbye to us kids as left for truck driving school. It was a little hard for me at times seeing him go, but I knew by the look in his eyes that he loved the travel, and loved the open road.

Maybe it was that look in his eyes that made me first consider trucking for my own. Since pap had a number of friends in the industry, he referred me to a place where I could find a good truck driving job. They set me up with my CDL training, and before I knew it, I was on my way to the same career as my old man.

Now everytime I head out, I think I get that same look that dad did, but for the first time, I understand why.