<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090</id><updated>2011-09-09T19:31:08.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Travels of KiltMan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>211</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-6944045481613507446</id><published>2011-09-09T19:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T19:31:08.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Torment</title><content type='html'>Brad Paisley talks about it, that high school may not be the best days of your life. If I could go back in time knowing what I know now, I would go back to about 8 to focus forward! My trucking partner is struggling with 14; wanting everything NOW &amp; knowing more than most everyone else. Trying to help him elevate his self esteem, seek value in learning and generally appreciating life certainly is proving challenging. Oh to help him through those challenges! I wish it were raining or snowing to create a new challenge for him. I created a blog for him to write a journal. You would think I told him to eat used socks for dinner. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-jPG2kvcqUg4/TmrL6yZoLuI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hNkSA1sSRXo/s640/blogger-image--1516446400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-jPG2kvcqUg4/TmrL6yZoLuI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hNkSA1sSRXo/s640/blogger-image--1516446400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-6944045481613507446?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/6944045481613507446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=6944045481613507446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/6944045481613507446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/6944045481613507446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2011/09/torment.html' title='Torment'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-jPG2kvcqUg4/TmrL6yZoLuI/AAAAAAAAAEo/hNkSA1sSRXo/s72-c/blogger-image--1516446400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-7776976223955081094</id><published>2011-09-08T19:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T19:06:19.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First try</title><content type='html'>They finally created Blogger for iPhone so that allows me to post without using precious data minutes on the computer! &lt;br /&gt;The photo is from Pilot truck stop in Russelville, AR. Which made me think of a former student, which made me think of his wife's recent surgery. I sent her a note with the picture. &lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6kxWSUC0xrg/Tml0mWVX5XI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bDcjhp3BmHM/s640/blogger-image--2072969820.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6kxWSUC0xrg/Tml0mWVX5XI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bDcjhp3BmHM/s640/blogger-image--2072969820.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-7776976223955081094?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/7776976223955081094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=7776976223955081094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7776976223955081094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7776976223955081094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-try.html' title='First try'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6kxWSUC0xrg/Tml0mWVX5XI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bDcjhp3BmHM/s72-c/blogger-image--2072969820.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-2105206596586757758</id><published>2011-07-25T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T06:32:28.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Further adventures of Kiltman and side kick bifurcated</title><content type='html'>We are stuck in SLC,UT waiting for Stevens to decide what to do with this load.  They currently plan to unload the whole thing to examine the product to make sure nothing else is damaged other than the one pallet.  &lt;br /&gt;I thought Matthew and I could use the blog as a method of keeping each other on track of what we want to achieve. So he'll be posting also!  I have about 5 more hours available to drive today; however, it will be interesting to see what happens at the cold storage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-2105206596586757758?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/2105206596586757758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=2105206596586757758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2105206596586757758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2105206596586757758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2011/07/further-adventures-of-kiltman-and-side.html' title='Further adventures of Kiltman and side kick bifurcated'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-8258948539422141956</id><published>2010-10-13T16:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T17:09:18.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Traveling in circles</title><content type='html'>Dallas to Laredo on Thursday/Friday. Laredo to Laredo on Saturday. Laredo to Dallas on Sunday/Monday. Dallas to OKC then Ochelata Monday/Tuesday. Skiatook to Arkansas City on Wednesday. We are supposed to have a load to CA; however, unless they change the delivery date, we can not possibly make the load. Had a slight issue with someone in dispatch/repower window; however, this many hours of sitting, combined with burning both clocks at night is getting old very quickly. &lt;br /&gt;Spoke with a young driver who made the switch from lease to owner operator. He stated the pay difference was crazy. His settlements avg $2000 per week, instead of my average of $500.  &lt;br /&gt;I have never been put on the sit mode with a student before and a do not know what they are thinking. One interesting side note for the O/O is his toys, decorations, etc.;however, I would invest in new seats before a wood steering wheel or fancy knobs!&lt;br /&gt;Dead line date/time for this load to roll out the gate is 8:00 PM. They have 50 minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-8258948539422141956?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/8258948539422141956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=8258948539422141956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/8258948539422141956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/8258948539422141956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/10/traveling-in-circles.html' title='Traveling in circles'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-3162645603992094849</id><published>2010-09-24T16:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T16:35:47.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Deja vu</title><content type='html'>Years ago with my first ear problems an ear doctor stated the reason for my extreme eat pay was a snotty nose. He then proceeded to puncture both ear drums and use his Hoover vacuum machine to vacuum my middle ear. The noise is like a jet engine going off in your head. He placed a tube in one tympanic membrane and told me to return in two weeks. I did; however, when he wanted to "rip out the tube" I decided to visit another doctor. He looked in my ear and the diagnosis was a cholesteatoma, "third leading cause of death at the turn of the century."&lt;br /&gt;We informed Stevens of truck issues, two separate issues; however, they combined them. "Just check your fluids, run it till it stops running..."; however, when I took it to the dealer, we had a major exhaust leak that was polluting the air in the truck and could kill us. Waking up with a headache, not cheerful; need to listen to my body and press onward for what is right. &lt;br /&gt;Off to SoCal; hopefully NorCal with load heading East!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-3162645603992094849?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/3162645603992094849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=3162645603992094849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3162645603992094849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3162645603992094849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/09/deja-vu.html' title='Deja vu'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-3438730081671837240</id><published>2010-09-23T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T11:15:01.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Truck repair</title><content type='html'>The truck was not responding properly so informed road breakdown. "Maybe it is low on oil, maybe it is..." whatever, took it to Kenworth dealer who listened to my statement, then listened to the truck and announce it is an exhaust leak. We delivered this morning and plan to deliver rest of load in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-3438730081671837240?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/3438730081671837240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=3438730081671837240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3438730081671837240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3438730081671837240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/09/truck-repair.html' title='Truck repair'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-793647242111651172</id><published>2010-09-13T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T22:22:30.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You want it when?</title><content type='html'>Leave Gary, IN for the short drive to Aurora. Attempted to have trailer washed out; however, company was not reliable to do the task of reporting to work! Drove until 12:45 AM to Norfolk, NE for a 5 AM delivery about 1 mile away. Wow were we looking good until...crash! He turned right to soon and hit another trailer! Yes made on time delivery, but it made for an unpleasant morning.  Came to the top of the off ramp, no one around, start easing got and some driving way to fast in small car had to slow down to get around me. They sped up, voted letting me know I was #1. We picked up in Storm Lake and are headed for Prince George,VA. Prayerfully the rest of our journey will be uneventful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-793647242111651172?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/793647242111651172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=793647242111651172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/793647242111651172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/793647242111651172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/09/you-want-it-when.html' title='You want it when?'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-1560819885420424563</id><published>2010-08-27T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T17:43:57.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strays</title><content type='html'>Recently in Laredo I spotted a young female with a very distended pregnant belly. She was lost, this is an industrial part of town. It was hot and she was thirsty; however, she would not accept a drink when it was offered. Not willing to trust someone to help her.  Yes she had four legs, a tail, a dog personality, a fur person, but doesn't she remind me of me? God sets everything in place, knows I am thirsty, but do I yield to the Masters voice when he calls? Lost in an area I do not belong, craving to be somewhere else, a place where I am loved and cared for and about; but I like she don't always come when the cup is offered. We are all strays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-1560819885420424563?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/1560819885420424563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=1560819885420424563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1560819885420424563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1560819885420424563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/08/strays.html' title='Strays'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-4194948514813646986</id><published>2010-08-27T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T06:16:21.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy days</title><content type='html'>Recovering from taking time at home and now being temporarily alone. Should have student soon on truck. Signed up with Stephanie Vallejo for Trucker Buddy program, which means another group of people that I can interact with on a frequent basis. &lt;br /&gt;I left Sparks at 7:30 this morning, drove the 30 minutes to Fernley to get fuel; however, it is so busy, I am waiting for for the truck ahead of me to pull foreward! I have used 15 minutes just waiting to pull up to the pump! Aisle opened next... gotta go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-4194948514813646986?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/4194948514813646986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=4194948514813646986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/4194948514813646986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/4194948514813646986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/08/crazy-days.html' title='Crazy days'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-9088865414777742313</id><published>2010-08-15T17:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-15T18:03:55.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It has been a long time</title><content type='html'>It is 8/15 therefore it is Charlie's birthday. Where he is currently in life I not a good place so prayer is priority. I should be home today with family. I should ... but my own poor choices leave me here in Ardmore,OK tonight heading for Laredo in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;The rain earlier slowed traffic, but still put 523 miles on truck today. About same tomorrow. Jesse is restless to get off the truck almost as much as I want him off. He sees a direction he desires to travel, has great goals that honor God first and I can only pray he is able to stay away from the basement people long enough to hear the voice of balcony people that he can do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-9088865414777742313?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/9088865414777742313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=9088865414777742313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/9088865414777742313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/9088865414777742313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/08/it-has-been-long-time.html' title='It has been a long time'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-2535052535489691407</id><published>2010-06-20T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T19:19:29.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Man in the mirror</title><content type='html'>We had an appointment scheduled for us on 6/22.  We knew about it almost a month in advance.  I informed Stevens of the need to be home on that date.  Currently I will be in IL or IN at the appointment time.  I can blame all sorts of people for failing to get me to my appointed place; however, I must look first to the man who stares at me in the mirror.  "You are where you are because of the choices you made."  No not directly am I in IL because I woke up 6/22 and decided to be in IL, but X number of years ago choices were made that lead to where I am now.  I cannot change the past.  I can only make different choices NOW to insure a different future than the one I am currently headed toward.  Retire at 65 from trucking (they are thinking of making it mandatory) and become a door greeter at WalMart.  Nothing against honest work; however, I think I could make better choices.&lt;br /&gt;I wrote an email to Archie Roberts that will deliver to him after we have already started rolling for Cheshire,CT.  I am not wanting a miracle last minute fix to our situation.  I want a fix for all the drivers to this situation.  It is insane that a large company would not have a better system in place to prevent this type of mistake.&lt;br /&gt;The weather here in NM has become very active, will need to check the maps before we leave.  When we left Flagstaff this morning, it was very smokey from the forest fire that was burning near the hotel. Hope no one was injured.&lt;br /&gt;It is Father's day.  That is not what I am thinking about.  I was supposed to be home Monday night.  I was going to take 24 hours off to spend time with Paula and help with Matthew.  Paula is left to handle the challenge of him on her own.  I pray we can get him the help he needs before he hurts her or himself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-2535052535489691407?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/2535052535489691407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=2535052535489691407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2535052535489691407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2535052535489691407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/06/man-in-mirror.html' title='Man in the mirror'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-284251286315972056</id><published>2010-05-30T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T10:42:53.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lunch,church,dinner</title><content type='html'>I was just beginning to stir when the infamous rap on the door announced they were ready to work on my truck. Get dressed and drive the truck to bay 7, grab bluetooth, headphones, iPhone, reading glasses and Bible. Wait in the drivers lounge for awhile, then walk 2 miles to Jack in the Box. I ordered a grilled trio and a large tea. I mixed the tea 50/50 with sweet and unsweetened, cutting down a few calories and still having a good flavor. Finished walking the 1.3 miles to church. Walked in what looked like the front door, but it was the front door of the education wing. Walked around until I walked back outside and figured out where the auditorium was located. Service was geared to a generation that would go home and watch Gunsmoke not American Idol. Such a large ediface with many large holes with the congregation. Another church where they are going to heaven because they are right, anyone else that makes it will be just by the grace of God. &lt;br /&gt;It was early for dinner, but did not want to walk this far again, so after church stopped at KFC and ate a double down sandwich. Grilled not fried and will order again when opportunity arises. Part of the reason for being on the yard is a series of little things that if not internally corrected lead to major problems. Read part of Proverbs before starting my walk to church. 10:17; Whoever accepts correction is on the way to life, but whoever ignores correction will lead others away from life. 11:2; Pride leads only to shame, it is wise to be humble. So while I am stuck on the yard until Wednesday or Thursday, I pray to use the time wisely. If the movie 2012 were real, we knew the time of the end were at hand, what would you like to be doing for the last 18 months of your life?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-284251286315972056?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/284251286315972056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=284251286315972056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/284251286315972056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/284251286315972056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/05/lunchchurchdinner.html' title='Lunch,church,dinner'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-4250935685636067042</id><published>2010-05-29T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T16:48:29.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Dallas</title><content type='html'>Oh what tangled web we weave when first we practice to deceive. Was told come to the yard you will be in and out. It is Saturday of a three day weekend, everyone will be gone until Tuesday. So much for honesty. Speaking with Paula simply rips my heart out. We are struggling financially and sitting on the yard for possibly five days will not help. I do not get paid to gather dust. But it is strange the song that is playing in my mind, You make everything glorious, David Crowder Band. I must know I am not in charge; however, I have certainly set myself up for failure. As I heard on the radio today, Lord give me enough light to take the next step and the faith to actually take it.&lt;br /&gt;I was able to attend church last Sunday by leaving the rcv long enough to attend. They even ran over to give me a loaf of homemade banananut bread. But it is a long way to church here on the Dallas yard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-4250935685636067042?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/4250935685636067042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=4250935685636067042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/4250935685636067042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/4250935685636067042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/05/welcome-to-dallas.html' title='Welcome to Dallas'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-2341097111025622564</id><published>2010-05-13T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T19:36:51.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My sin not the part but the whole</title><content type='html'>Psalm 32: It is better to confess sin. Verse 5: Then I confessed my sins to you and didn't hide my guilt. I said, "I will confess my sins to theLord," and you forgave my guilt. Not just my sin, my guilt. If I am going to live a life of purpose, focused forward in Christ; then not only do I need to forgive myself for my past, but get over the guilt trips my mind takes hourly. &lt;br /&gt;What does "doing my best and leave the results up to God look like? I know it looks different than I have lived the first 54 years!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-2341097111025622564?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/2341097111025622564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=2341097111025622564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2341097111025622564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2341097111025622564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-sin-not-part-but-whole.html' title='My sin not the part but the whole'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-2913280844961917691</id><published>2010-05-08T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T17:50:42.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Communication</title><content type='html'>I miss using my computer to post on my blog, or to complete so many other tasks. I am thankful for my iPhone, but until AT&amp;T allows the phone to work as designed, it is frustrating.  I am over 900 miles from final but I do not have the time to get there. Rules are important; however, pin heads should not create rules where they do not see the full effects of their actions. So sometime tonight or tomorrow I will exchange this load for another. Hopefully I can deliver it! Plan to attend church in Moriarty,NM. Website/Facebook page for church is how it was selected. Attending is more of a challenge west than east because of time differences.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-2913280844961917691?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/2913280844961917691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=2913280844961917691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2913280844961917691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2913280844961917691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/05/communication.html' title='Communication'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-5911748176890831130</id><published>2010-05-01T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-01T11:49:19.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A very sad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/S9xsrQX-4JI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4izNci25-XQ/s1600/IMG_0243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/S9xsrQX-4JI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4izNci25-XQ/s320/IMG_0243.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466363538106671250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We struck a bridge.  I am the trainer, I assume full responsibility for this terrible mistake; however, before noon they have suspended the student for 30 days and told me I am on trainer suspension for 120 days.  The truly sad part is they have let a perfectly good student go on suspension (he states he will not be returning) rather than simply reassign him to a different truck and let me take the brunt of actions. I contacted the usual taxi driver for STVV; however, he could not guarantee that he would get him to DFW in time for his flight.  Taxi fare to DFW from here is approximately $66.  I paid it.  No one is more disappointed in this situation than me. He could have been... how much of life is tied up in could have beens.  Also discovered that my driver manager no longer works at STVV.  I do not know why, just sad no good byes or anything else.  I sent him a note via facebook, he was not on my list of friends but I could send him a note.&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes Michael on wherever the Lord leads you next, your life has had many interesting twists I feel honored to have met you.  Jay may our paths meet again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-5911748176890831130?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/5911748176890831130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=5911748176890831130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5911748176890831130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5911748176890831130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/05/very-sad-day.html' title='A very sad day'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/S9xsrQX-4JI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4izNci25-XQ/s72-c/IMG_0243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-2406807584949615</id><published>2010-04-26T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T13:51:33.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Accidents</title><content type='html'>So what will happen after everything is said and done about a student driving truck and smacking a low clearence bridge? Besides my sad frustration level and how this will impact my family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-2406807584949615?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/2406807584949615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=2406807584949615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2406807584949615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2406807584949615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/04/accidents.html' title='Accidents'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-6471208643713085540</id><published>2010-04-18T17:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T17:53:04.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it Sunday?</title><content type='html'>Got up much earlier than needed to take a shower and then drive to Braselton,GA so I could attend church. The funny thing was someone sitting a few seats to my right wearing a black Utilikilt just like I was wearing mine! The song service was what I fear when instruments are introduced to Stockton. I do not know what to do while a guitar player shows off his mastery, just as I have not figured out what to do while the organist demonstrates their talent. The purpose to include instruments is so today's worshipper will be similar to those many years ago, it is the community standard. But brillance on display not in a concert is distracting. Or maybe I am old standing in the way of progress. I like the Greek Orthodox view: the voice is the only instrument worthy to praise God since it is the one he created. Sermon had some great notes and will share some when I am with my notes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-6471208643713085540?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/6471208643713085540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=6471208643713085540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/6471208643713085540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/6471208643713085540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/04/is-it-sunday.html' title='Is it Sunday?'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-7805958786161154260</id><published>2010-04-08T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T04:44:45.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you the Lady by the well?</title><content type='html'>Why do some simple thoughts take so long to come to be? Figuritively, a congregation should be filled with that type of person, one who runs around the village proclaiming I heard the goodness of the Savior. Instead we tend to act like it is someone else's job to accomplish this task. Now, time to be creative and apply that thought to truck driving. A greater challenge is not being a hermit. Other than momentary fights with depression that can come at anytime, it is very easy to be a hermit while on the road. This is a good thing because I do not need to spend hours on end sitting at truck stops watching reruns of cop shows so I can feel a part of the game. On the other hand I avoid meaningful conversations with others that could help me or I them on the road of life. There must be a logical balance. Took some pics while driving out of AZ, but that will need to wait until I am using computer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-7805958786161154260?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/7805958786161154260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=7805958786161154260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7805958786161154260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7805958786161154260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/04/are-you-lady-by-well.html' title='Are you the Lady by the well?'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-4128152307106092578</id><published>2010-03-28T17:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T17:48:33.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy day</title><content type='html'>Started the day very late, talking with Paula and miscommunicating so she was upset ( of course life had given her challenges for the past 12 hours to create frustration), went to a little tiny church that was very friendly, MSG straight from a bygone era, but friendly. Heard from Melody ( baby is doing fine ), heard from Paula again, took a shower, we're about 14 miles from delivering our load and I watched Facing the Giants again.  Read the book of Haggai; however, it was the note on side that meant the most in that early reading. If God gives you a task, follow through. Don't make excuses or settle for halfhearted work. Could have used that quote in 1970, but will apply it as it comes! Also heard from Jonathan on Facebook. He avoided an accident in WY because he was doing what he was taught. Thank the good Lord for lessons learned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-4128152307106092578?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/4128152307106092578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=4128152307106092578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/4128152307106092578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/4128152307106092578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/03/crazy-day.html' title='Crazy day'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-2109247195976953396</id><published>2010-03-25T08:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T08:29:30.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>He's here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/S6uBUtn7FRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/-hTqGuMXycg/s1600/IMG_0070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/S6uBUtn7FRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/-hTqGuMXycg/s320/IMG_0070.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452593966706529554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher Mowder, 6 LB 15oz, 20", mother and child are doing well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-2109247195976953396?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/2109247195976953396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=2109247195976953396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2109247195976953396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2109247195976953396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/03/hes-here.html' title='He&apos;s here'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/S6uBUtn7FRI/AAAAAAAAAEA/-hTqGuMXycg/s72-c/IMG_0070.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-4230535882916052253</id><published>2010-03-23T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T16:02:16.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did we make a mistake?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/S6k2Se61f-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/a1_g0h8A6jk/s1600-h/IMG_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/S6k2Se61f-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/a1_g0h8A6jk/s320/IMG_0062.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451948515074080738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The image is not the best; however, spring has come to TX.  The same day we took this on I-35 north of Laredo there was snow on the ground in Dallas with the bridges frozen and the usual wrecks from people driving badly in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;I observed no work being completed on my truck, so I began asking questions.  Finally found out they had forgotten to enter certain data correctly and therefore I was still on hold.  Therefore the truck would not be on priority to fix.  So back to the person who failed to enter data and then over to the shop.  "No there is nothing more you need to do."  Wrong.  Go back to the shop foreman in charge of the area and discover that they print their list in the morning.  So plead and they check the computer and Bingo, I am priority.  Please driver, pull your truck to the front of our bay we will fix it quickly for you so you can be on your way.&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE: They will not have the painting of the bumper completed until after bed time.  So we leave early in the morning!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-4230535882916052253?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/4230535882916052253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=4230535882916052253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/4230535882916052253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/4230535882916052253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/03/did-we-make-mistake.html' title='Did we make a mistake?'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/S6k2Se61f-I/AAAAAAAAAD4/a1_g0h8A6jk/s72-c/IMG_0062.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-9100673831332888826</id><published>2010-03-21T16:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T16:33:40.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dallas again</title><content type='html'>We arrived and the sheet was two pages long! The way it read you would think I needed to burn my CDL! Luckily they started working on the truck today so maybe when Tuesday morning rolls around it will be out and about again. What I am learning from my current student is patience. He really works hard to learn the slow way. Almost rearended someone while driving south because he thinks the following distance is to great. It was raining &amp; therefore we needed about 10 seconds of following distance, not 6! He had to stand on the brakes. I hope he learned from that experience.  I have tried to learn from all my mistakes, some did take more than once to learn. But especially the ones that could be fatal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-9100673831332888826?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/9100673831332888826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=9100673831332888826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/9100673831332888826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/9100673831332888826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/03/dallas-again.html' title='Dallas again'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-6656056402614166364</id><published>2010-03-12T09:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T09:28:11.197-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are we going?</title><content type='html'>You must go to Dallas. You are late.  Head for Laredo, never mind that load, go to NY.  We will repower you, never mind take it all the way to NY.  So I give the phone to the student to make the required NYC routing call.  That was almost 45 minutes ago and he is still taking to the NYC man at Stevens.  He enjoys a good conversation (even if it is one way!)&lt;div&gt;I am hoping we get a load from NH to Dallas after that, with the two of us driving we can make the distance within the required time.  I know we will be in Dallas sometime next week.  Hope for no more than 1 full day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melody called and the doctor has scheduled delivery for 3/24.  Charlie will not be out of jail until the 30th so he cannot possibly be present.  She has changed the name again and will not include the last name of Elston.  If she wants as little as possible to do with Charlie after the delivery, this should help her eliminate that issue. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weather was a great challenge for rain yesterday, today driving in N OH and NY it appears ok.  So off to Fultonville.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-6656056402614166364?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/6656056402614166364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=6656056402614166364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/6656056402614166364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/6656056402614166364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/03/where-are-we-going.html' title='Where are we going?'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-3706964227585229465</id><published>2010-03-08T10:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T10:40:39.737-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Target again</title><content type='html'>I delivered here recently, took a load from the the meat plant to NE, changed loads taking Hershey's to DC in Ogden.  Hershey's Ogden to CA, CA citrus to IA.  Interesting little circle!  Supposed to pick up a load at meat plant in the morning and head for the Mexican boarder.  hopefully I can make it all the way before they give us a load to the Dallas yard.  It is more than past time for the yard.&lt;div&gt;Took a shower today and changed into my corduroy kilt.  Discussed with student what all I wanted to accomplish at McDonald's with free WiFi; however, after we started to drive to McD he suddenly decided to go to Arby's and then walk back to the Pilot to watch TV.  I think he is uncomfortable with my kilt.  It would not be my intention to make him uncomfortable, but if that is all it takes... maybe I figured out how to keep his attention!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-3706964227585229465?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/3706964227585229465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=3706964227585229465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3706964227585229465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3706964227585229465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/03/target-again.html' title='Target again'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-1372317488799409377</id><published>2010-03-05T17:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T17:54:33.059-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Purple, Cream and Yellow</title><content type='html'>Drove from Stockton to Bakersfield via I-5.  Some of the wild flowers were blooming on the side of the hills.  One patch near the freeway was purple,cream and yellow flowers.  God can get away with so much more on his canvas than an artist. &lt;div&gt;I am supposed to pick up a student in Albuquerque tomorrow morning.  We have a fast trip to get this load to the intended destination, but the weather looks good for where we are going.  Pray he is prepared to drive!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was nice to spend a few hours with Paula.  She was not able to sleep to well.  Someone in the room kept snoring!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;APU (Auxiliary Power Unit, provides heater, air conditioning and electricity while the truck is turned off) stopped working.  So another exciting trip to a shop for repairs.  This one will probably be ThermoKing in Cedar Falls,IA.  Oh well, it is only money!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-1372317488799409377?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/1372317488799409377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=1372317488799409377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1372317488799409377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1372317488799409377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/03/purple-cream-and-yellow.html' title='Purple, Cream and Yellow'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-6062369581687727898</id><published>2010-02-23T20:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T20:31:22.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where is my dog?</title><content type='html'>I arrived in Cameron,MO and attempted to back into a small space.  The space was made even worse by the motel deciding to place concrete barriers in front.  I stuck one with the corner of my front bumper, it tore it loose since it is only fiberglass.  I called Stevens, talked to Paula, etc.; however, for some reason I really wanted a dog right then.  A dog that would sit with me while I stroke his/her head and breath slowly.  I have always found it easy to talk to a dog.  With the challenges of Charlie (jail, ex-girl friend wanting nothing to do with him; however, she will have a child in March/April) the challenges of being on the road for extended periods of time... I could really use a dog.  Policy says no.  Could I appeal on the basis of my hearing?  After all I do not hear the Qualcomm once I go to sleep, no matter how many times it beeps!  While Jonathan was on the truck he sat the QC where it fell in the night.  It beeped repeatedly all night long.  Never heard it!  I need a dog.  I think a mini doberman.  Small enough to fit in the truck, large enough to not get smashed. I made my bed tonight, the sheets were washed the other day, so I think I will go to bed and think of more pleasant things than damage to my truck or no dog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-6062369581687727898?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/6062369581687727898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=6062369581687727898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/6062369581687727898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/6062369581687727898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/02/where-is-my-dog.html' title='Where is my dog?'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-4015952022820864656</id><published>2010-02-15T16:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T17:01:56.259-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A twinkle in the eye</title><content type='html'>Yes you will be paid to cut things up and your mother will not be mad.  What a way to an enlightening conversation with Chris.  He discovered his passion.  God designed him to be a butcher.  We found a school that is reasonable in cost ($1500) plus room and board.  They do not provide housing.  &lt;div&gt;Although we have plenty of time on this load, I just feel like crawling in bed and let the world go bye.  I am not struggling to stay awake while working or anything, but have a general sense of funk.  Spoke with Charlie today and informed him that his source of information was really wrong.  I told him to concentrate more on his life than to continue to worry about everyone else's.   He thinks he can get out of jail for a pass to see Skylar born.  I don't think Melody even wants him in the same county right now, let alone the same room!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Load delivers in Hawthorne,NJ at 1PM, it is 105 miles from here (Hickory Run,PA) so I have plenty of time to look at the snow in the morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-4015952022820864656?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/4015952022820864656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=4015952022820864656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/4015952022820864656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/4015952022820864656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/02/twinkle-in-eye.html' title='A twinkle in the eye'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-2295859301675199088</id><published>2010-02-05T15:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T15:50:13.287-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Which way to the end.</title><content type='html'>We picked up a load that we had time on; however, someone else was running out of time, so we swapped loads and I dropped off the first 3 locations.  Then the phone rang while still at the third location.  "Can you do a swap with... the load delivers at 5:30 AM in the morning and they can't make it from Hooker,OK." So instead of ending the week on Saturday in North Platte,NE at the Walmart D.C., it is off to Cedar Falls,IA to the Target DC.  So Chris and I still will end up at a Flying J.&lt;div&gt;Air card not working on the computer, so using blackberry to keep up with some things.  If I were to continue with that problem very long, I will need to upgrade phone, aka iPhone.  Sitting here at Sapp Bros in Junction City,KS is real nice.  They have a small TV room but most important they have FREE WiFi.  Most truck stops charge almost $5 a day for WiFi.  Got to fix air card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris enjoys the free wifi, he is able to watch movies/TV from HULU without the usual jerkiness of some locations.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-2295859301675199088?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/2295859301675199088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=2295859301675199088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2295859301675199088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2295859301675199088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/02/which-way-to-end.html' title='Which way to the end.'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-1983314459512937279</id><published>2010-02-02T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T16:28:59.338-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grace in action</title><content type='html'>I had nothing to offer but a stuck truck.  My truck was stuck in the ice of the parking lot of Jesus Christ is Lord Truck stop.  Several trucks were stuck that morning in Amarillo.  One trucker pulled his truck forward and put chains on, one had a chain to pull the trucks and lastly someone had the pin piece to attach to the front of my truck.  I could offer nothing but a stuck truck.  Grace.  I can offer nothing to God but a stuck life.&lt;div&gt;We are heading for NJ.  Viewed the weather map and if everything continues lack predicted, I should avoid all the storms for the next few days.  After getting stuck in OK due to weather, a few days without storms will be nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlie is looking at ? since they are still attempting to plea bargain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have verified it is not my computer but the air card that is not working properly.  Now I need to find an AT&amp;amp;T store to purchase a new battery.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-1983314459512937279?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/1983314459512937279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=1983314459512937279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1983314459512937279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1983314459512937279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/02/grace-in-action.html' title='Grace in action'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-5875310400894679179</id><published>2010-01-28T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T08:54:07.709-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Custer City,OK</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/S2HBFTLwHlI/AAAAAAAAADw/chD-q01u1VA/s1600-h/IMG00458.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/S2HBFTLwHlI/AAAAAAAAADw/chD-q01u1VA/s320/IMG00458.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431834922378600018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/S2HBFG87KSI/AAAAAAAAADo/aqtTSSNKft4/s1600-h/IMG00457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/S2HBFG87KSI/AAAAAAAAADo/aqtTSSNKft4/s320/IMG00457.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431834919095183650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examined the weather map carefully before leaving OKC,OK; however we did not make it very far.  Several accidents along the short drive (around 70 miles) so pulled into the Love's truck stop and there were parking spaces!  The pictures were taken after parking for about an hour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-5875310400894679179?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/5875310400894679179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=5875310400894679179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5875310400894679179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5875310400894679179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/01/custer-cityok.html' title='Custer City,OK'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/S2HBFTLwHlI/AAAAAAAAADw/chD-q01u1VA/s72-c/IMG00458.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-5286254597715817054</id><published>2010-01-24T14:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T15:04:57.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Used Oats</title><content type='html'>While driving the by-ways of America, one keeps alert by reading the various ads observed on the sides of the road.  A sign that was well past prime read USED OATS.  The business did not appear to be doing much business, which I think is a good thing! (It should read; USED BOATS)&lt;div&gt;Got up this morning at 2:30 so we could drive from Max Meadows,VA to Brasselton,GA.  The load is due tomorrow in Norcross,GA; however, I knew we could walk the short distance from the Pilot Travel Center to Zion Baptist church.  Thankfully it was only drizzle rain then, as opposed to now when it is pouring! The layout of the assembly area is interesting.  The drummer is up in his own sound booth behind glass.  A few guitars with 3 female vocalists in front of them and finally the worship leader on an acoustic guitar.  Because it is non-acapella the instruments sometimes have their own solos.  It is not a matter of right or wrong, just a great challenge for the hearing impaired among us.  The lesson was introduced with a video of Satan having a conversation.  Very uplifting service overall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-5286254597715817054?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/5286254597715817054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=5286254597715817054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5286254597715817054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5286254597715817054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/01/used-oats.html' title='Used Oats'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-8875631699210504979</id><published>2010-01-19T20:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T20:33:45.161-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Challenges</title><content type='html'>Charlie went to court and the DA has an offer on the table of 16 months.  This must be accepted before Feb 1, or the offer will be with drawn.  Melody wants nothing to do with Charlie, so how do I establish a relationship with a grandchild where we really do not know the mother of the child?  Now we find out the potential for more problems because more checks have come up with more forgeries. Who else may be involved in this activity beside the known people? I encouraged Charlie to read Psalms 51.  He was upset that Melody finally said enough is enough.  Making our peace with God when we fall.&lt;div&gt;A great victory politically in MA with the win of Scott Brown.  May this be a great year for the return of statesmanship to the political arena.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-8875631699210504979?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/8875631699210504979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=8875631699210504979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/8875631699210504979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/8875631699210504979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/01/challenges.html' title='Challenges'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-6550879853195912754</id><published>2010-01-17T13:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T14:07:47.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pulling teeth</title><content type='html'>I have traveled with Chris from Paloma,CA to FW,TX in the past 5 days.  He uses silence so often, it is almost like driving alone.  I have to prompt him with questions to get a conversation and unfortunately it usually ends when he answers the last question.  I do not enjoy the roll of inquisitor. &lt;div&gt;We stayed at Jesus Christ is Lord not a swear word truck stop in Amarillo.  Chris was disappointed it did not have video games or whatever else to entertain him.  We watched my DVD on the computer: Meet the Robinson's.  I have watched that movie about 8 times.  I still enjoy it.  Every time someone new gets on the truck, at some point that movie is played.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chris called the house where he's staying and Bonnie told him to keep up his GED prep work by completing 50 pages per day.  So far he is 200 pages behind!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Downloaded study guide for Acts from churches website.  Long distance Bible study is better than what many truckers study!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-6550879853195912754?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/6550879853195912754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=6550879853195912754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/6550879853195912754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/6550879853195912754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/01/pulling-teeth.html' title='Pulling teeth'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-5277453607564492456</id><published>2010-01-10T21:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T21:32:47.536-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home, even for a few days</title><content type='html'>Brought a load of Mars chocolate from S. CA to Woodland.  Because the load was ready early I was able to attend church Sunday before leaving late afternoon to deliver product.  Able to run up to Lodi to see Grandmother and then run up the hill to spend about 20 minutes to talk with Charlie via phone behind glass.  Not how I wish to greet my children.  Not how anyone should greet their child.  &lt;div&gt;It was wonderful to see so many at church today.  The building had more than I had seen in several visits.  I pray the plague of the past is over and the Lord can once again bless those who worship together at Central.  May we all unite in worship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not know what the second half of my Christmas present from Jean is; however, the first half was awesome.  Newest book from Zig Ziglar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-5277453607564492456?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/5277453607564492456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=5277453607564492456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5277453607564492456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5277453607564492456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/01/home-even-for-few-days.html' title='Home, even for a few days'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-193611731971277639</id><published>2010-01-05T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T17:57:53.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberal  no no Amarillo</title><content type='html'>"Head to Liberal,KS I will load you from there..."  So off I leave this morning to Liberal.  My Qualcomm stopped working right after I fueled so I missed the message saying to head to Amarillo instead.  I arrived in Liberal and called Dallas; whereupon I am informed I am not in the city I need to be for my new load assignment.  Drive an extra 150 miles and now I am in Amarillo.&lt;div&gt;Load picks up tomorrow sometime heading west.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Charlie is looking at up to 5 years 4 months for his misdeeds.  The other person involved had their charges changed to misdemeanors.   I guess that means they threw Charlie under the bus.   I last saw him in Sep/Oct?  I will hopefully get to see him for a few moments at the visiting room at the county jail while home.  Then I will not have the chance to see him again until he is out.  Is that the life he wanted?  May he wake up and discover God who has wanted to have a relationship with him for many years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-193611731971277639?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/193611731971277639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=193611731971277639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/193611731971277639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/193611731971277639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/01/liberal-no-no-amarillo.html' title='Liberal  no no Amarillo'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-8812704529811060228</id><published>2010-01-02T19:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T19:48:37.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy beginning of 2010</title><content type='html'>Just when you are praying that 2010 will not be a repeat of the mistakes of 2009, Charlie is arrested again. I have had the same student for almost 50 days in the truck (he was only supposed to be here for 35) and he will be leaving tomorrow.  It has been an interesting journey learning to teach someone else what you hardly think you know yourself.&lt;div&gt;So it is planning, working, plotting to get home for a few days off.  I have not truly had time off for more than ... I cannot remember the last time I was home for more than just a few hours.  Will make effort to see Jean also this time around.  Maybe I will take 48 hours or maybe even 72 hours off.  Such scandal.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will miss Jon, but it is time for him to move along.  Now I just pray for his success and my own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-8812704529811060228?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/8812704529811060228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=8812704529811060228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/8812704529811060228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/8812704529811060228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2010/01/crazy-beginning-of-2010.html' title='Crazy beginning of 2010'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-4013793722667107512</id><published>2009-12-24T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T19:02:08.090-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas without the merry.</title><content type='html'>Jon and I had a wonderful meal with my parents, short in duration because of the monkey on our back (when we arrived and when the load was due the next day in PHX).  However, today is Christmas Eve.  I was forced to endure many minutes of very bad Christmas music played over the bluetooth while waiting on hold.  We were supposed to pick up produce in Yuma.  We have a list of items.  The shipper states no it is less.  Now we wait for someone to email someone and get confirmation before we depart.  Two plus hours still waiting.  Paula, Jean and Matthew home and possibly even Charlie when it comes to Christmas dinner.  Jesse in Chicago and Christopher living at a neighbors.  Yes I know the reason for the season, the reminder of the birth of our Savior.  Grateful for the season and the blessings throughout the year, but that does not bring merry.  That does not bring personal cheer.  Yes I know there are many who will do with so much less than me.  But is it wrong to feel sad?&lt;div&gt;Observed great colors in the sunset tonight.  Need to buy a new camera to share the beauty God shares with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-4013793722667107512?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/4013793722667107512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=4013793722667107512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/4013793722667107512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/4013793722667107512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-without-merry.html' title='Christmas without the merry.'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-4114404352605950878</id><published>2009-12-17T12:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T12:45:16.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been everywhere</title><content type='html'>Not really; however, the student has now completed all requirements to move forward.  BUT Stevens is not ready for the student to move forward.  They close OT2 for two weeks, so even though he should be back on the yard on Monday, he is to remain out in the field for two more weeks.  I am attempting to get him home to Columbia before I take a run for the west coast to spend a day at home.&lt;div&gt;Made a wrong turn while in Boston, it was "fun" to return to our route to get out of town.  Went across an interesting bridge while downtown.  Had to make a potty break run around midnight (I will blame the Chinese food) came back to the truck and it was snowing.  Luckily it did not snow very long since we had 70 miles to go this morning before we picked up in Londonderry,NH.  Now on the road again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-4114404352605950878?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/4114404352605950878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=4114404352605950878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/4114404352605950878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/4114404352605950878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/12/ive-been-everywhere.html' title='I&apos;ve been everywhere'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-5057767715650180473</id><published>2009-12-10T16:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T16:59:28.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was bad</title><content type='html'>Thought we would be heading out quickly; however, they sent us to the Dallas yard.  It was partially a bookkeeping mistake on their behalf; but, when I went to compliance, I discovered I made an error, again.  So we are shut down on the Dallas yard for one day to resume work tomorrow.  Side note: I get to teach a class to the students in the Grad class about my error and how to avoid it.  That is making the punishment fit the crime.  New person in charge of compliance is a very nice person.  She works hard to help you understand what was the error and how to prevent it in the future.  Yes I was "suspended" for 1 day.  It did not feel like a personal attack rather just consequences.  Had time to show Jon around on the yard so when he drives his own truck he will understand more.&lt;div&gt;Hope a load for the NE when we leave!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-5057767715650180473?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/5057767715650180473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=5057767715650180473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5057767715650180473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5057767715650180473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-was-bad.html' title='I was bad'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-7927155077508285660</id><published>2009-12-02T11:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T11:15:16.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck</title><content type='html'>We delivered in Cedar Falls then came the message for the next load: IBP to San Diego.  So we wait.  It is not supposed to be ready until 7 AM on the 4th.  Jon asked if we could drive to a casino, so we are in the parking lot of Isle Casino in Waterloo,IA.  Hopefully he finds something to entertain himself with for a few hours.&lt;div&gt;Received pay twice this week, one would think I was making real money; however, since it was for two weeks...ouch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jon is okay for miles; however, the truck is also supposed to run so many miles or his time on the truck is extended.  This is not fair to either one of us.  Hope we start driving more quickly!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-7927155077508285660?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/7927155077508285660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=7927155077508285660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7927155077508285660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7927155077508285660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/12/stuck.html' title='Stuck'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-3786945656989429730</id><published>2009-12-01T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T13:22:57.022-08:00</updated><title type='text'>12/1/09</title><content type='html'>Did not make it home for Thanksgiving, made it to Las Vegas where we did not get a turkey feast but settled for steak.  Jon was kind enough to pay.  Paula called the van is being a whole lot more of a problem than planned, BK being held up until we can get $ in, being on the truck does not isolate one from problems.  It allows one to brew upon the problem. If the brewing is to long it creates a bitterness for the lack of immediate solution.  The isolation in the truck allows the mind to become creative with positive fixes or really play the self pity game.  &lt;div&gt;It is lovely as we drive into Iowa.  Hope the morning goes well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-3786945656989429730?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/3786945656989429730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=3786945656989429730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3786945656989429730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3786945656989429730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/12/12109.html' title='12/1/09'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-9088195742736946426</id><published>2009-11-25T16:53:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T17:04:39.957-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll be home...?</title><content type='html'>Load delivers to CA, but not very close to home.  They have lots of business out of CA so they desire everyone to keep moving.  If it moves from south to north so I can see family great.  Thanksgiving in Las Vegas,NV. At a truck stop.  With a trainee.  Not to romantic when your anniversary is Friday!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-9088195742736946426?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/9088195742736946426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=9088195742736946426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/9088195742736946426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/9088195742736946426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/11/ill-be-home.html' title='I&apos;ll be home...?'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-3962400516802249353</id><published>2009-11-24T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T13:06:44.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thin threads</title><content type='html'>Talked with Jesse today for a little while.  We discussed for a few moments the tragic early death of Jonathan.  I did not really know the young man; however, Jesse remembers him from the school bus when he was in kindergarten.   If only we knew the lives that are touched by our actions.&lt;div&gt;Instead of spending Thanksgiving with some of the fine citizens of AZ (inmates) I could actually be home, late, but home, before delivering a load further south.  I just hope it we weigh over 60000 lbs so the load counts for Jon on his mountains.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-3962400516802249353?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/3962400516802249353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=3962400516802249353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3962400516802249353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3962400516802249353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/11/thin-threads.html' title='Thin threads'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-242986841197075976</id><published>2009-11-23T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T20:59:38.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>St Paul,MN</title><content type='html'>It has been several days since last post.  It has been run like a mad man.  We get a load for a short time only to have it taken away because they need a two person team to run the load.  So we have been adding up the miles, but being driven crazy at the same time.  Jon is a great driver, 12 years on police force certainly help.  We have great conversations and sometimes even talk about trucking!&lt;div&gt;I would like to have thoughtful insight about Chris deciding to move out (forced out in his words), but other than a grieving heart I have none.  The haunting prayer of the parent of a wayward child.  Coulda woulda shoulda, did I do enough, Lord help direct... It is hard on both parents but so often it seems most on the wife.  Thought process and emotions are different.  I do not know how to offer words of encouragement or comfort when my own bag is empty.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was supposed to be home around Thanksgiving.  Instead I get to spend Thanksgiving in prison.  I thought I had done that before, spending Christmas, Thanksgiving etc. with inmates, but I luck out and get the opportunity once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-242986841197075976?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/242986841197075976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=242986841197075976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/242986841197075976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/242986841197075976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/11/st-paulmn.html' title='St Paul,MN'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-7851948507249817116</id><published>2009-11-13T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T20:22:37.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Student</title><content type='html'>After aloneness again, at 1:45 PM I am supposed to meet Jonathan Huntley in Council Bluffs,IA.  I decided to look up the name in Facebook.  One is of a man who is already a truck driver.  It will be interesting to see if one of the images is the right one.&lt;div&gt;Bought some Stonyfield French Vanilla Yogurt at Walmart in Lexington,NE.  I have been to Londonderry,NH and brought a load of yogurt to TX.  I had not sampled until today.  I bought a quart, wish it came in gallons!  I like a yogurt with body, not just a liquid sample.  This had that plus fantastic texture and flavor.  A little more money than some brands, but really really good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I switched the subscription of a magazine from home delivery to on-line.  It was nice to read it for a while tonight.  It would really be nice if more would use the same format.  I might subscribe to something else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow night off to Walcott,IA: Iowa 80.  What a great place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-7851948507249817116?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/7851948507249817116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=7851948507249817116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7851948507249817116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7851948507249817116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/11/new-student.html' title='New Student'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-7093377716824666679</id><published>2009-11-06T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T16:35:21.761-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Push play</title><content type='html'>Will be traveling the midnight shift for the next two nights; my sleep pattern is all messed up.  And then there is depression for lack of better terms.  Getting the voices in my head to return to silence, or at least no louder than the sound of the cicada buzzing in my head.  My iPod quit working so I will need to plug the computer into the aux port on the stereo in the truck.  Several hours of positive input, noise to drown out the voices of depressing self talk.  &lt;div&gt;Did it start when before Halloween while on hold with Stevens I was listening to a very bad rendition of Oh Christmas Tree?  No it is my brain unable to find a solution to a problem and then sabotaging the whole experience.  Have to spend time preparing iTunes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-7093377716824666679?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/7093377716824666679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=7093377716824666679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7093377716824666679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7093377716824666679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/11/push-play.html' title='Push play'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-7270585484789931060</id><published>2009-11-04T19:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T21:14:59.356-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New,Old artist</title><content type='html'>I dis&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;cove&lt;/span&gt;red &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Michael Bublé &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;(had to paste name to get the ' over the e) of course I am very late to the discovery!  Enjoyed the music of Haven't met you yet; however, after I read wiki article, a greater appreciation for his heart was in the two songs Home and Lost.  Home written while away from his love on tour in Europe.  Lost written when they broke up after many years together.  Both are enjoyable for different reasons.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Why do some of us find it so easy to be alone?  We have the social grace of a bull in a china shop.  Some of us have adult ADD so we work hard to understand how to play the game of life, but we flub up again and again.  Dave Ramsey answers the question, "How you doing" with "Better than I deserve."  I know I am doing better than I deserve.  But it doesn't help answer the questions of life that linger in my mind.  God placed me on the earth so in November 2009 the people in Cheshire,CT can have grapes and broccoli? Right! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Getting my eyes off of me and more on Him would be a great place to start answering the why am I here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-7270585484789931060?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/7270585484789931060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=7270585484789931060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7270585484789931060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7270585484789931060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/11/newold-artist.html' title='New,Old artist'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-8476068901117572101</id><published>2009-11-02T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T06:51:26.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Welcome" to Livermore</title><content type='html'>The welcome mat is rolled up for trucks in Livermore,CA.  They have several businesses that utilize large trucks; however, they do not want you to park over night.  Several acres along the freeway are open that would make a great truck stop to make a run to the bay area; however, this is California so NO!&lt;div&gt;Went to church, walked the mile to Discovery Church,Church of Christ was 3 miles. Minister could have delivered message to Central.  Church has been in area since 1953; however, it is dying.  People were very friendly, out going; however, they are shrinking.  His message was pleading with the sheep, not beating the sheep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do I get to see Paula?  Go from here to San Jose, then Merced and then...? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-8476068901117572101?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/8476068901117572101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=8476068901117572101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/8476068901117572101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/8476068901117572101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/11/welcome-to-livermore.html' title='&quot;Welcome&quot; to Livermore'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-5777921181321810043</id><published>2009-10-27T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T18:35:04.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marshall Dillon</title><content type='html'>Returned to Dodge City for a load of beef.  Simply followed instructions to show up in Dodge City, I had to phone Stevens to verify that I was supposed to drop the trailer at National Beef.  What a silly use of man power.  A grad student just came up to the truck asking about what he was supposed to do.  He was given a load from National with a DLD of 10/30, which means he will be stuck here until then.  I pray they have not done the same to me since I have not been given a load assignment yet.&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beliefnet.com/Inspiration/Chicken-Soup-For-The-Soul/2009/10/Lost-Dog.aspx?source=NEWSLETTER"&gt;Chicken Soup&lt;/a&gt; had an article about a lost dog, but really it is about lost people.  It is a well written story.  Hope the link will work.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finished reading a book last night, that normally I would read in an hour or two; however, it took several weeks.  I loved the message; however, the delivery was fingernails on a chalk board.    Now I will need to apply the message.  I will need to stomach the book to devour the pearls that are within each chapter.  Personally I feel someone has unstrung pearls into a pig pen and it is my job to find them all.  Fortunately for me, I worked at a wastewater treatment plant, I have looked for the pearls in less than ideal circumstances before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-5777921181321810043?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/5777921181321810043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=5777921181321810043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5777921181321810043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5777921181321810043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/10/marshall-dillon.html' title='Marshall Dillon'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-3330141164654690294</id><published>2009-10-20T20:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T20:21:11.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mega church?</title><content type='html'>Randy discussed the mega church in his blog.  A song came to mind: More like you, Jesus more like you...  The churches I grew up in, the extreme legalism I was fed, were more Pharisee and Sadducee than Jesus.  As I age, I realize the discovery of the Jesus I never knew.&lt;div&gt;I stated in a written "blog" in the church bulletin, that maybe we needed to dynamite the sign out in front of the building and call it the The Church on Sutter or maybe Church by the River.  Are our traditions, now carved in stone, holding others away?  Maybe; however, I still feel that Central needs to repent of hurts caused in the past to move to a better future.  Knowing our hidden talents is a useful tool.  Coming together as one, united in purpose, requires commitment to give an honest look at how we got to where we are now.  With so many dead fish in the basket it is beginning to smell bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-3330141164654690294?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/3330141164654690294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=3330141164654690294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3330141164654690294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3330141164654690294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/10/mega-church.html' title='Mega church?'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-853099922903873897</id><published>2009-10-19T18:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:15:47.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr Dunn</title><content type='html'>In an article of the NY Times about Mr Dunn, a former defense lawyer in death penalty cases, who is now a middle school teacher I saw a great quote: "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px; "&gt;He quotes Frederick Douglass: “It is easier to build strong children than to repair broken men.”  I worked the prison system for 12.5 years.  I regret that I did not know that quote previously, but I can soundly give it an amen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Several classrooms had money stolen, so naturally reputation implies the Elston boys.  Paula carries the keys on her, she locks every door when not present, etc. but their reputation precedes them.  It grieves her to think that maybe one of our children would figure out how to break into so many classrooms and steal the money.  She is strongly praying whoever is guilty will be discovered, even if it is one of ours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 22px;"&gt;Qualcomm acting up on the truck inconsistently; however, I called Road Break down to inform them of the problem.  I will be taking the truck to Houston Communication in the morning after my first drop for quick repairs hopefully, since I need to be 51.6 miles on the other side of Houston before 3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-853099922903873897?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/853099922903873897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=853099922903873897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/853099922903873897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/853099922903873897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/10/mr-dunn.html' title='Mr Dunn'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-7531805387100483460</id><published>2009-10-18T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:09:00.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrested Development</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/StvYN6m0nXI/AAAAAAAAADc/R__IQWDAbOU/s1600-h/IMG00324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/StvYN6m0nXI/AAAAAAAAADc/R__IQWDAbOU/s320/IMG00324.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394142712288288114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My trainee jumped ship when we arrived in West Memphis,AR.  Life has been stacked against him and he has chosen to remain under the pile.  He is a safe driver; however, his heart was not into the many other challenges that come with driving a truck (mainly the time away from family), so he quit.  I set my alarm this morning for 5:30 to take a shower, he was already up.  I asked if he was going to shower he stated no.  When I got back to the truck he informed me of his decision.  I spent 1:45 attempting to get him to see a different picture on life.  Not to persuade him to be a trucker, but attempting to have him see himself in a different light.  But the Mississippi River called him back to his home state.  &lt;div&gt;Jesse challenged Paula and discovered life outside of the minivan.  He tried to call my sister to rescue him, but she declined when she discovered why he was where he was.  He came back to the building later; however, he still does not know how to surrender to God.  I told him to find the song "All to Jesus I Surrender" and read it carefully.  Maybe it will give him some insight.  Lay face down on the ground and weep for your choices is a good place to start sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-7531805387100483460?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/7531805387100483460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=7531805387100483460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7531805387100483460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7531805387100483460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/10/arrested-development.html' title='Arrested Development'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/StvYN6m0nXI/AAAAAAAAADc/R__IQWDAbOU/s72-c/IMG00324.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-466465920574281046</id><published>2009-10-13T19:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T19:36:43.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheshire,CT</title><content type='html'>It was hard to believe it has been this long since my last post, sorry.  Anyway, Terreal and I are in Cheshire,CT to deliver at 0515 (that would be 0415 our time) some fine produce from California.&lt;div&gt;My first student on the truck is almost to nice.  He is very easy to get along with and will even laugh at my jokes.  Most important for me, he is a very safe driver.  He has some more polishing to complete his training; however, he is a good driver.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jesse called today to inform me that he is a free man.  All charges were dropped.  Our "neighbors" when contacted by the investigator did not wish to make a statement after they were informed they would be required to testify under oath and that false testimony was a felony.  I do not know if the decision to remain silent and the information were related.  I strongly urged Jesse to not tempt Satan again and to leave Paloma quickly.  I pray he follows my advice.  Should hear from Charlie this week, he should be getting out of jail by Friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Attempting to solve the problem of Matthew and online education.  So far we have used my connection and him on the phone.  But that cannot continue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alarm is set to ring at 0320, so we can start the 4.8 mile drive by 0345 to final. Better get to sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-466465920574281046?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/466465920574281046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=466465920574281046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/466465920574281046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/466465920574281046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/10/cheshirect.html' title='Cheshire,CT'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-9067259078327261022</id><published>2009-09-30T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T16:14:36.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fairy Godmother</title><content type='html'>...put them together and what have you got...  Today was "graduation" from the training class.  During the course of events I discovered that everyday on the training trucks I had been on previously was wrong, plus other violations.  When a majority of your learning is from what you were shown and taught, it creates a new mindset to create the correct environment for proper training.  &lt;div&gt;When we finished we were supposed to be ready to leave with our new student.  My new truck is not ready and probably will not be ready before Friday.  My student luckily is not ready since they had placed him on hold.  Hopefully they keep him on hold until Friday. One advantage to them not having everything ready is I may get a 34 hour restart sitting here on the Dallas yard.  Of course having just received a paycheck for $7.92 on Monday and then to get my latest paycheck of $-468.12, I do not believe I will be leaving here and eating a large steak dinner.  I spoke with another student with 5 years of experience.  This is how they conduct business.  Can we all say INSANE together?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-9067259078327261022?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/9067259078327261022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=9067259078327261022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/9067259078327261022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/9067259078327261022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/09/fairy-godmother.html' title='Fairy Godmother'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-7794208957628811398</id><published>2009-09-28T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T20:57:43.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can't hear the music</title><content type='html'>Spent several hours in class this morning, will spend several more tomorrow.  Had one instructor that put the whole room to shame very quickly.  He was a very powerful speaker and had a great presentation; however, you knew you were dumb.  What was embarrassing is it was about the ThermoKing units on our trailer.  No one in the room could hold a candle to this man.  He was very impressive.&lt;div&gt;We were up on the hill on the backing yard from 5:30 to 9:45.  We had one student in our little area that was very impressive, drove truck for the military.  Then in the same group was a student who had zero confidence and almost zero skill.  He wanted someone to hold his hand and walk him through the whole experience.  It just doesn't work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where my truck is sitting, I can see into the bays on the back side of the main shop.  One of the night mechanics was on break for a while and he is just dancing the night away.  I can't hear the music.  I just enjoy the dance show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-7794208957628811398?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/7794208957628811398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=7794208957628811398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7794208957628811398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7794208957628811398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/09/cant-hear-music.html' title='Can&apos;t hear the music'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-714122965826710446</id><published>2009-09-27T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T17:31:16.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I agreed to what!</title><content type='html'>Arrived at the training room at 7:45, class was at 8AM.  Then it was outside for 2 hours, back in time for lunch, then outside from 1 to 5:30.  I am used to working many hours per day.  I am used to having others determine my bathroom breaks.  I just am not used to standing for 6 plus hours in 95 plus temperatures on concrete.  I was thankful I had not had a haircut yet, so it is only my face that is sunburnt.  Tomorrow's schedule is class from 8AM to 5PM with a lunch break and a visit to the MD for BP and urine testing.  Then after dinner, it is up on the hill until about 10PM assisting with new driver training.  Tuesday if we passed the MD, we can avoid that hassle; however, it is still 8AM to 10PM.  Let us all jump for joy.  Right!&lt;div&gt;Apparently I will not receive a new truck until Wednesday or Thursday.  So anytime I am away from my truck, the shop can take it and move it, so I will have the joy of discovery after a 14 hour day.  It can be anywhere in the row.  The row is 3/4 of a mile long.  I will be taking a shower shortly to cool my body down and maybe in the morning also.  Stevens has reduced the size of its training staff significantly.  There were approximately 30 students in the trainees class this morning.  When I went through in July of last year there were 96.  With the economy tightening, drivers are not willing to leave what they have to venture into the unknown as quickly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-714122965826710446?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/714122965826710446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=714122965826710446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/714122965826710446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/714122965826710446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-agreed-to-what.html' title='I agreed to what!'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-240518649981937193</id><published>2009-09-26T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T12:08:01.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A gift</title><content type='html'>I was stuck at a TA since Wednesday waiting for an imaginary load.  The fee to park there is supposed to be $13 per day.  When I drove away today they only charged me $13.  I teased the woman at the gate that my wife would send her a Christmas card.&lt;div&gt;This morning at around 3:30AM I was awakened to the sound of someone wrapping on my truck.  I am thinking great someone has hit my truck/trailer and they are telling me about it.  I had the curtain up on my truck so the fact I was dressed in my usual sleeping attire (Adam before the fall), I looked out the window.  No it was a "professional" woman attempting to offer her wares.  Go away!!!  When you have to pay for parking, it is supposed to prevent such encounters. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate "surprises." This is not the first trainers class they have conducted at Stevens; however, they do not send out any information ahead of time so one knows what to expect.  Tomorrow is on the hill, which means driving for 10 hours.  Can we say yeah.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-240518649981937193?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/240518649981937193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=240518649981937193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/240518649981937193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/240518649981937193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/09/gift.html' title='A gift'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-720503790546775458</id><published>2009-09-24T09:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T09:26:02.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The fun of Dallas</title><content type='html'>Still waiting outside the gates of the Dallas yard.  If I do not receive something today, I will roll to the yard tomorrow.  Saw this episode of the new Jay Leno show and thought the "ad" was very funny.  Of course I am thankful it wasn't around when I was a child else I would be in Malaysia. It pops up stating something about not playing; however, give it a few moments it will play.&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.hulu.com/embed/Cn_tGNfJtkx--VN_zXxUjg"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.hulu.com/embed/Cn_tGNfJtkx--VN_zXxUjg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="512" height="296"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-720503790546775458?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/720503790546775458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=720503790546775458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/720503790546775458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/720503790546775458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/09/fun-of-dallas.html' title='The fun of Dallas'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-1175529831559887214</id><published>2009-09-23T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T19:08:05.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do the hustle</title><content type='html'>The trailer crossed the Mexican border; however, the paper work took another hour.  By the time everything was done, my 14 hour clock would expire before I made it to McKinney,TX.  So park for an 8 hour break, then start driving again.  Take a two hour break at the receivers then off to the next point.  Swap trailers at the TA in Dallas since the load was continuing on to AL.  And then... the silence of the QC was deafening.  I am now stuck at the TA in Dallas.  It cost $13 a day to park here.  Good thing I am made of money!  Also this is Dallas so I am not supposed to idle the truck either.&lt;div&gt;Received phone call from Melody.  She was doing well, reading a book and very proud of herself for having read to page 54 all by herself.  Unfortunately Charlie will not stop calling her.  She does not take the collect call, but still.  He has been asked so many times to stop.  I do  not know what the future holds for Charlie.  But he certainly leads the parade in tugging at my heart.  Jesse of course plays the horn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-1175529831559887214?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/1175529831559887214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=1175529831559887214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1175529831559887214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1175529831559887214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/09/do-hustle.html' title='Do the hustle'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-1906886055603470704</id><published>2009-09-20T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T15:29:37.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Learn'n</title><content type='html'>Arrived on the Dallas yard on Friday afternoon.  Completed everything except a class on Friday and therefore was completed before noon on Saturday.  They had not begun to work on my truck by late evening on Saturday, so I slept in the drivers lounge area.  They have a remote control but it only turns off of the controller for the cable, not the TV.  I must of gotten a good 4 plus hours of sleep.&lt;div&gt;Today they have finished the vitals on the truck and I was given a load off the yard to Laredo.  Unfortunately the trailer needs worked on so I am waiting for them to fix the trailer.  The load is due at 8 AM in Laredo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought one of the purposes of going to the yard was to trade trucks. WRONG!  I have to bribe the person in charge so she will decide to have mercy on the soul of a worm, loathsome enough to crawl out of the muck and speak to someone of such high merit.  Being nice to people is usually easy.  Going to the extreme vacuum stage of relationships is not my cup of tea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-1906886055603470704?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/1906886055603470704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=1906886055603470704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1906886055603470704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1906886055603470704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/09/learnn.html' title='Learn&apos;n'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-3398633503508294839</id><published>2009-09-18T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T17:24:43.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Negative</title><content type='html'>What is (.85 * 1150)-900?  Can we say not pretty?&lt;div&gt;Arrived to the yard from Austin,TX with a short pick up in Waco on the way back up the freeway.  Yes it is more money since I was not an empty trailer the whole distance; however, it was far short of what I had hoped would happen.  I am stuck here until Saturday afternoon or Monday afternoon.  I won't know until tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;http://livingwaters.com/ is an interesting website.  Origin of the Species is public domain so a minister published it with a 50 page insert regarding the view of a creator.  He is handing out 50,000 copies of the book across college campuses .  Intro video by Kirk Cameron.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The birds are assuming their various nesting locations for the night.  I will enjoy going to the large oak trees on the back of the building and listening to the grackles early in the morning.  I thought I was supposed to be trading trucks; however, when I arrived the list was short and nothing about trading in my truck with 430762 miles.  I guess drive it until the wheels fall off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-3398633503508294839?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/3398633503508294839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=3398633503508294839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3398633503508294839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3398633503508294839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/09/negative.html' title='Negative'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-6756804140391538008</id><published>2009-09-17T17:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T17:49:26.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rockmart,GA</title><content type='html'>Picked up a load in Rockmart,GA heading for Austin,TX.  Whoever planned this load really messed up.  They thought that merely agreeing to pick up the items was the same as actually scheduling an appointment.  I arrive and no one in any of the three shipping offices knows anything about my load.  Several hours later they determine the problem and state they will load me when they have time.  Load was supposed to pick up at 3 PM; I was loaded at 20 minutes after midnight.  WASTED day for money.  Truck not rolling means no money.  It originally was supposed to be in Austin at 10AM on 17.  They changed the date/time to 18th at 5AM.  I am in Troy,TX about 57 miles away.  Requested a preplan so I would travel to Laredo then Dallas on Sunday or Monday.  "yeah John were working on something"  If they send me straight to the yard tomorrow from Austin, I will not be very encouraged.  It will be a paycheck that starts with a negative number.&lt;div&gt;I bought American cheese at WalMart while waiting in Rockmart,GA.  I was looking forward to hotdogs this afternoon; however, I forgot this Love's does not have hotdogs.  Charlie called just a few minutes ago: send money, I am in debt.  Yes; however, I am in TX and preparing to declare bankruptcy.  I do not have ability to send much money.  Are we all having fun yet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-6756804140391538008?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/6756804140391538008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=6756804140391538008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/6756804140391538008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/6756804140391538008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/09/rockmartga.html' title='Rockmart,GA'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-7400781352979864203</id><published>2009-09-13T19:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:01:53.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Braselton,GA</title><content type='html'>I delivered the products.  It was listed as hazardous; however, not enough to actually be listed for federal purposes so I could carry the load more easily.  It was a high value load from Rochester,NY to a small town outside of Atlanta,GA of Kodak.  No digital cameras since they would not need temperature control per se.  &lt;div&gt;I have one and 1/2 hours on the books for tomorrow so I have feeling I am stuck in Braselton.  The area is lacking in parking for trucks.  I am thankful I do not have a trailer currently!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Started the next keynote for Psalms 146; however, right now I am finishing a letter to Charlie and Melody.  Hopefully that will be in Jean's email box so she can send off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-7400781352979864203?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/7400781352979864203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=7400781352979864203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7400781352979864203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7400781352979864203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/09/braseltonga.html' title='Braselton,GA'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-5668228664758272444</id><published>2009-09-11T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T19:47:21.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9-11</title><content type='html'>My day started in Carterer,NJ.  I imagine 8 years ago that little quite community was far different on that fateful day.  My older brother sent me a slide show of images from 9-11.  I purchased a piece of cello music that I added to the show.  It heightened the effects of the images.&lt;div&gt;Today I am picking up from a secret location and delivering to a secret location.  I will share the info after I deliver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Son #1 writes a heart felt letter from jail, while son #3 is counting the days until he turns 18 and the world becomes his oyster.  I hope he finds the big pearl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-5668228664758272444?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/5668228664758272444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=5668228664758272444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5668228664758272444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5668228664758272444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/09/9-11.html' title='9-11'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-8542873479126287880</id><published>2009-09-08T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T11:42:48.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shh, I'm sleeping</title><content type='html'>Msg 19 on the QC is a Trip Plan.  It is required before one leaves the shipper.  I sent my msg 19 before I left Aurora.  I am now in Effingham,IL.  I had scheduled myself to only go to Troy.  I am ahead on mileage and time.  However, after I went into the truck stop and reentered my truck the phone rang.  "Hi John, this is Jay.  They have put you on the repower board." No Jay, I am fine, check my msg 19 I will make delivery.  Why do we put things in writing if they are simply ignored?&lt;div&gt;I will be arising around 9PM to take a shower before refueling then on the road again about 10:45PM,then off to Love's Travel Stop,Hubbard,OH I go.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When one is fighting a spiritual war, why do our supposed fellow warriors, fight so hard to disarm us?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-8542873479126287880?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/8542873479126287880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=8542873479126287880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/8542873479126287880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/8542873479126287880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/09/shh-im-sleeping.html' title='shh, I&apos;m sleeping'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-2001659958281475771</id><published>2009-09-06T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T12:05:07.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rescuing worms</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/SqQHPI9O07I/AAAAAAAAAC8/TV4w77zET0s/s320/IMG00252.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378431811670954930" /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/SqQHPexdyEI/AAAAAAAAADE/dnAisl-1KXw/s320/IMG00253.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378431817527183426" /&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/SqQHP_nU69I/AAAAAAAAADM/zG5cZPNsfjU/s320/IMG00254.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378431826343029714" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/SqQHQVf_t1I/AAAAAAAAADU/e1A0fkTg4jg/s1600-h/IMG00255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/SqQHQVf_t1I/AAAAAAAAADU/e1A0fkTg4jg/s320/IMG00255.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378431832217859922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I off loaded at Safeway warehouse in Denver yesterday and I am stuck in Aurora,CO until 0500 tomorrow morning.  So I took a walk before "enjoying" lunch at McDonald's.  While walking around the commercial properties I observed live worms wiggling on the sidewalk.  I scooted them back to the grass.  Several others needed water and electric shock therapy to revive. Why would so many worms leave the lush lawn areas to crawl onto the concrete where they would die of dehydration? Sounds like people I know (maybe even the one in the mirror) who creep away from the bounty of God only to whither in the harsh reality of this world.&lt;div&gt;Took lots of pictures with my cell phone camera on my walk.  I did not take pictures of any of the rescued worms.  Need to spend money on a real camera again; however, these images will do for now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-2001659958281475771?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/2001659958281475771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=2001659958281475771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2001659958281475771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2001659958281475771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/09/rescuing-worms.html' title='Rescuing worms'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/SqQHPI9O07I/AAAAAAAAAC8/TV4w77zET0s/s72-c/IMG00252.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-1120493368860982356</id><published>2009-09-05T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T14:11:03.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor day</title><content type='html'>Last labor day weekend I was with John and we were waiting to pickup a load in KY.  I have no load to pickup and regrettably I am not in Florence,KY.  I still remember the friendly hospitality of a family in that small community.&lt;div&gt;Went online to find a church to attend tomorrow.  Found one about 1.3 miles away.  Actually it was 196 miles.  Google kept moving a church in Rifle,CO to Rifle Road,Aurora,CO.  So much for walking to that church.  Found another one that looked promising until you read the fine print and discover that it is an off shoot of the Mormon church.  There are two LDS churches within easy walking of my location.  May have to settle for podcasts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A friend, who at 80 was still running 5 miles per day, had a stroke.  His dear wife has worked with him tirelessly.  The physical therapist showed them this video.  I thought it was wonderful so embedded to share.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LnLVRQCjh8c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LnLVRQCjh8c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-1120493368860982356?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/1120493368860982356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=1120493368860982356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1120493368860982356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1120493368860982356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/09/labor-day.html' title='Labor day'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-1969192142708054540</id><published>2009-09-03T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T20:34:44.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Away from the fires</title><content type='html'>LA Basin was smokey, picking up produce in downtown LA was made even a greater joy by traveling during the evening "rush hour."  It took 3.75 hours to travel 115 miles.  Cars jumping in front of the truck as if I can stop on a dime.  Luckily I was loaded light so I had some weight behind the brakes but not so much that it would keep pushing the truck forward.  The smoke traveled with me today until I was past Kingman,AZ.&lt;div&gt;Charlie was offered a deal of 90 days in the county jail.  90 days verses 2 years in the state prison? Which one should he choose? duh.  I pray he wakes up while there.  Melody is very mad at him still and that is just the tip of the ice berg these two create. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rodney Atkins sings Watching You.  One of the lines is "Lord please help me help my stupid self." Does that not sum up my day?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-1969192142708054540?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/1969192142708054540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=1969192142708054540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1969192142708054540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1969192142708054540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/09/away-from-fires.html' title='Away from the fires'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-1262055321888766222</id><published>2009-08-31T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T15:28:19.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a few days</title><content type='html'>Just a few days ago, Charlie announced to the world that he would be a father April 3rd.  However, since that posting he is now an inmate at the Stanislaus County Honor Farm for burglary and possession of stolen property.  Now Melody, his wife to be, is very upset and does not know what to do.  Let us pray for thoughtfulness to prevail where there has been none up to now.  At 85 cents per minute I  had to limit Charlie to calling me next Thursday after his court time.&lt;div&gt;I wrote him last night and thought of Jonah.  God directed Jonah on a mission, Jonah did not want to go so he ran.  3 days in the belly of the whale made Jonah reach a different conclusion.  I expressed how God had tried several times to get his attention and now he was in the belly of the whale.  Yes it will be for more than 3 days, but he lesson still applies: do you wake up and walk in the Light or do you keep pressing on toward your own goals and pleasures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I thought of the 70 foot 80,000 pound whale I am in.  Do I wake up and walk in the Light or do I keep pressing on toward my own goals and pleasures?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-1262055321888766222?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/1262055321888766222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=1262055321888766222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1262055321888766222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1262055321888766222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-few-days.html' title='Just a few days'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-3185945660248663232</id><published>2009-08-28T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T21:17:30.911-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Collect call from Stanislaus County Honor Farm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/SpimwJMpneI/AAAAAAAAAC0/DRJaAeMINUU/s1600-h/IMG00220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/SpimwJMpneI/AAAAAAAAAC0/DRJaAeMINUU/s320/IMG00220.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375229501299596770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The zoom button does not work on the cell camera, therefore unable to adjust photo to show greater detail heading toward Center,TX.  &lt;div&gt;Christopher has run off, so I called probation and county sheriff about that situation.  I just a little while ago received a phone call from Stanislaus County Honor Farm.  Charlie is in jail again.  This time the bail is $51,000 for burglary plus they added back on the pot charge from previously.  Jesse is running amuck in San Andreas, Chris ran off to unknown location and Matthew having basic challenges of growing up.  Paula is really needing a vacation!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-3185945660248663232?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/3185945660248663232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=3185945660248663232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3185945660248663232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3185945660248663232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/08/collect-call-from-stanislaus-county.html' title='Collect call from Stanislaus County Honor Farm'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/SpimwJMpneI/AAAAAAAAAC0/DRJaAeMINUU/s72-c/IMG00220.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-7861168445963244714</id><published>2009-08-27T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T18:41:47.909-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Beaumont,TX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/Spc1ZeeVtTI/AAAAAAAAACs/DrsNWOQTOWI/s1600-h/IMG00219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/Spc1ZeeVtTI/AAAAAAAAACs/DrsNWOQTOWI/s320/IMG00219.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374823392083293490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This load traveled strangely.  Originally I was heading for Bradenton,FL when they redirected me to Jacksonville,FL to pickup soy milk to deliver several places.  I delivered in Quincy,FL a few hours after picking up the load.  The next delivery was in Pensacola,FL.  At 8 AM tomorrow is the finally delivery in Houston,TX.  I get an 8 hour break here in Beaumont before leaving at 5AM to head for Houston.  Driving in "rush hour" traffic is certainly an added joy!  Driving on I-10.  Cell phone camera does not do justice to what God created.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-7861168445963244714?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/7861168445963244714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=7861168445963244714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7861168445963244714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7861168445963244714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/08/beaumonttx.html' title='Beaumont,TX'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/Spc1ZeeVtTI/AAAAAAAAACs/DrsNWOQTOWI/s72-c/IMG00219.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-8062430157712871641</id><published>2009-08-23T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T10:28:28.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa?</title><content type='html'>I remember the jump rope saying of first comes love, then comes marriage, then comes the baby in the baby carriage.  I will be become a grandpa around April 3rd by son #1 skipping a step.  Satan may win a battle or two; however, we do not need to surrender Victory! Let us pray Charlie uses this as a wake up call to walk more closely with the Lord.  We have all sinned and fallen short of the Glory of God.  I fight often for the right to carry the baton to lead the sinners parade; however, I am striving to walk in the light as He is in the light.&lt;div&gt;Arrived at Logansport,IN and they wrote down my phone number wrong at the gate.  Therefore when my load became ready at 5 in the afternoon, instead of 3AM as posted, they gave it away to another Stevens driver.  I am now still here until around 5 this afternoon, to take a shorter trip to MacClenny,FL.  I have to be there on 8/25 @ 1:15 my time.   Someone needs there head examined.  I should probably raise my hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-8062430157712871641?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/8062430157712871641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=8062430157712871641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/8062430157712871641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/8062430157712871641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/08/grandpa.html' title='Grandpa?'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-6621184845393612152</id><published>2009-08-22T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T15:50:32.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Logansport,IN</title><content type='html'>I hope at some point to see things from a different perspective than from the trenches.  The people on the shipping end, the receiving end and the dispatch people in between, all have the I get to go home as their main mantra. The one moving the product the furthest in the chain, from Logansport,IN to Miami,FL will not be home tonight.  Will eat from the fine selection of groceries in the truck and will do all this for less than minimum wage.  One of us needs our head examined.&lt;div&gt;Anyone have $30,000 dollars they would like to earn 10% on their money? I believe that is better than the banks are currently paying! I have a proposition for you.  Send your email inquiry to kiltman@me.com  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-6621184845393612152?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/6621184845393612152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=6621184845393612152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/6621184845393612152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/6621184845393612152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/08/logansportin.html' title='Logansport,IN'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-5354610247894737014</id><published>2009-08-18T15:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T15:38:30.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Red shirts</title><content type='html'>At stevens transport, training staff are referred to as red shirts.  One recently moved from red shirt back to driver status.  I had met him at the Dallas yard, he drove with me on a road test.  My BAHA's made him uncomfortable.  The road test was shorter than scheduled and I passed.  He was interesting to converse with today.&lt;div&gt;The truck is supposed to be turned in between 380,000 and 420,000 miles.  I will reach the 420 milestone tomorrow when I leave Springfield,MO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I normally drive starting around 5 or 6 AM; however, for the past few days it is graveyard shift driving.  It is 5:26 in the afternoon and I will need to return to driving at midnight.  I had a short nap earlier in the day; however, so much for the 8 hours of sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we are so smart as to figure out how God makes electricity (lightening) why do we not figure out how to make it ourselves or harvest what he so bountifully supplies?  There was not a shortage of electrical display while driving last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-5354610247894737014?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/5354610247894737014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=5354610247894737014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5354610247894737014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5354610247894737014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/08/red-shirts.html' title='Red shirts'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-29740536072273879</id><published>2009-08-10T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T19:54:07.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Suicide is painless</title><content type='html'>Remember the theme song from MASH? As the negative swirls around in my head because of poor choices in the past or maybe perceived problems of the present it is easy to plunder into depression.  Then faith of a mustard seed takes hold.  Suddenly one more song on the radio to make you think.  You are wearing a Mickey Mouse shirt that reflects into the windshield back at you so it looks like someone is reaching out with a large smile to give you a hug.  You laugh.  You drive into the storm that is gripping the town, drive past the overturned pickup and then look into your side mirror.  The sun is shining very bright.  The water spray from the drive tires has allowed a rainbow to appear next to your truck.  You are driving with a rainbow.  Yes I remember who created the rainbow.  I rest knowing once again who is in control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-29740536072273879?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/29740536072273879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=29740536072273879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/29740536072273879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/29740536072273879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/08/suicide-is-painless.html' title='Suicide is painless'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-3933968355786315402</id><published>2009-08-07T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:49:11.677-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is it Love?</title><content type='html'>Do you love me from Fiddler on the Roof.  Tonight I am dining on store bought applesauce; however, it is not any store bought applesauce.  It is from home.  Budget tight, 3 mouths to feed besides her own, yet she thinks of me in the small things.  &lt;a href="http://www.lyricsondemand.com/soundtracks/f/fiddlerontherooflyrics/doyoulovemelyrics.html"&gt;Tevye&lt;/a&gt; asked his question.  I think I found my answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-3933968355786315402?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/3933968355786315402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=3933968355786315402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3933968355786315402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3933968355786315402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-it-love.html' title='Is it Love?'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-1297528365020663745</id><published>2009-08-02T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:38:29.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me</title><content type='html'>This birthday is even stranger than last years.  Last year I was with someone else in the truck.  Today, I am stuck in the truck by myself, delivering a load in Fort Worth,TX at 11PM.  Difficult to even run around and say hello while waiting for the people here at Target DC to unload the trailer.&lt;div&gt;Jesse is home again for the time being.  He has been in a very poor environment and has suffered greatly for his choices.  I hope the suffering was not endured in vain.  Heard from Aunt Kim last night.  The boys tell her things thinking she will keep their secrets.  She loves to call me at that point to share what she knows.  Unfortunately some of the information that was shared with her was not correct.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-1297528365020663745?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/1297528365020663745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=1297528365020663745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1297528365020663745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1297528365020663745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy Birthday to me'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-6676170000974843771</id><published>2009-07-30T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T14:56:04.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalms 139</title><content type='html'>Paula said the last Psalms read was 138, therefore 139 should be this Sunday.  Okay, I think of this image and that; oh wait, there is a phone call.  With a few simple words, "Dad, her test came back positive." suddenly those words penned many years ago take on a whole new meaning.  At what point do you turn your broken pieces over to God?  When do you surrender to the master weaver?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-6676170000974843771?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/6676170000974843771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=6676170000974843771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/6676170000974843771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/6676170000974843771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/07/psalms-139.html' title='Psalms 139'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-2624696127607549404</id><published>2009-07-19T14:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T15:02:23.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No fun</title><content type='html'>We left as soon as possible from Hubbard,OH.  Stopped about 1.5 hours down the road for a quick potty break. We stopped again for 15 minutes (potty break and move the trailer tandems all the way forward) and drove swiftly to NY.  Unfortunately the George Washington Bridge was backed up so I arrived 30 minutes late.  The vendor decided to close 30 minutes early.  So now my loads both deliver late.  Currently on hold at Stevens.  I have been waiting for someone to answer the phone for 54 minutes and counting.  Are we having fun yet?&lt;div&gt;At least the weather is currently pleasant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-2624696127607549404?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/2624696127607549404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=2624696127607549404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2624696127607549404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2624696127607549404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-fun.html' title='No fun'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-3929854004516934476</id><published>2009-07-18T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T20:30:10.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Purple Bouquets</title><content type='html'>Driving from Nebraska to Iowa there were flowers on the sides of the road.  At 60 mph they look like small daisy mums; however, the plants are covered in flowers so it gives it the appearance of a purple bouquet.  I wonder to whom I would give such flowers? Ha.&lt;div&gt;We picked up in Fort Worth, heading for Cheyenne,WY.  Dropped there only to dead head to Lexington,NE.  Lexington was ready when we arrived so we drove a little further up the road.  We were able to make it to Iowa 80 again, but we still missed going through the truck museum.  We were supposed to have reasonable day tomorrow; however, someone else is behind on their load so we will repower that load.  It delivers the same basic places I was going only in the opposite order: Bronx,NY then Philly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really miss being with Paula.  I do not know why, but this week has been more difficult than others.  I am not "home sick." I am missing her.  Staying at home equals no money.  Yes there are things more important than money, but not according to our bills!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-3929854004516934476?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/3929854004516934476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=3929854004516934476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3929854004516934476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3929854004516934476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/07/purple-bouquets.html' title='Purple Bouquets'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-558809307600261616</id><published>2009-07-12T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T20:05:12.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Driving Naked</title><content type='html'>Not really; however, I am without a trailer heading from Hutchinson,KS to Dallas,TX.  &lt;div&gt;Matthew and I attended church in Hutchinson.  It was selected using Google examining satellite images to determine which church parking lot would allow my truck to park.  Crestview Bible Church also had a website which is the other criteria for choosing a place to attend.  The service was short until the sermon.  That seemed to go on forever.  He was preaching on Mark 16:19-20.  It took him three years to get this far in the book of Mark.  He was planning on a review lesson next Sunday.  I knew by listening to the message this was where I was supposed to be today.  God was speaking directly to me several times; however, it was a challenge to find the pearls in the straw.  Matthew got almost zero.  The building was 40% full.  The Light of the world is being hidden.  How do I do my part to uncover the candle?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-558809307600261616?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/558809307600261616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=558809307600261616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/558809307600261616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/558809307600261616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/07/driving-naked.html' title='Driving Naked'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-7152123231783886988</id><published>2009-07-11T16:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T16:17:24.204-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dalhart,TX</title><content type='html'>It seems like only a few days ago we left this little community only to return today.  We dropped our load in SoCal, was given a new load headed for NY; however, it was really headed for the rail yard.  A new load was given where I picked up a trailer from a grocery chain to pick up the product in Vernon,CA to deliver both trailer and product to Kansas.  California EPA rules ban the trailer, therefore the business is moving the trailer to another state.  So much for cleaning the air. CA bans coal fired plants etc. for electrical generation, I wonder if the companies that sell CA electricity should only sell it green electricity?  Would there be more black outs?&lt;div&gt;Have not heard from Charlie today, he was very sick past few days.  Christopher has deceived Paula again and is running around with Jesse.  I was able to get ahold of David Sr.  I stated Chris was supposed to meet Paula at the store earlier and she was worried about him and was preparing to call the sheriff.  David is a felon on parole.  Those words seemed to create motivation.  Christopher was not supposed to be there at all.  Are well all having fun yet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-7152123231783886988?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/7152123231783886988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=7152123231783886988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7152123231783886988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7152123231783886988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/07/dalharttx.html' title='Dalhart,TX'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-561066965970443</id><published>2009-07-08T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T18:39:20.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Maturity is not always optional</title><content type='html'>Without a vision people perish, meaning that without seeing the future, you make choices now without regards to the future consequences.  Matthew and I went malling today at the Mills mall in Ontario.  Most of the stores were void of customers; however, there were plenty of people milling about the complex.  I have plenty of photos of myself that demonstrate I had know idea how to be "cool" when I was a old teen/young adult.  But I do not have any evidence I carry with me about 35 years later.  Rest homes in 40 plus years will be interesting.&lt;div&gt;We are supposed to pickup in the LA Basin tomorrow morning then head for NY.  I will not be able to make it because of the time factor so I will probably be repowered in meat patch area.  Either way should be a good pay day for once!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-561066965970443?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/561066965970443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=561066965970443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/561066965970443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/561066965970443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/07/maturity-is-not-always-optional.html' title='Maturity is not always optional'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-9072973909144822686</id><published>2009-07-05T16:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T17:11:43.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Peaceful drive</title><content type='html'>4 Stevens trucks have rolled over within 75 miles of Dodge City, two near Hooker,OK.  Today's drive was getting fuel in Hooker.  I listened to the radio, viewed weather.com for gusty wind reports and even listened to the weather band.  We made it to Dalhart,TX for our stop for the night.&lt;div&gt;Mark Schultz wrote a song called Letters from War.  The song is written for the true war hero; however, I think of the spiritual meaning.  Our sons are captured by Satan.  Our prayer is still the same.  The mother states: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; color: rgb(0, 51, 0); "&gt;You're good and you're brave What a father that you'll be someday Bring him home Bring him safe She wrote everynight as she prayed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:130%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;Matthew and I talked about the poverty mentality that seems to plague his brothers.  Matthew asked me if I would like a motor home that drove away.  I stated yes; however, I asked him if it was at my home if it would have looked like the one that drove away.  He stated no, because it would have been cut up or simply destroyed.  I pray the Lord will allow this mentality to end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-9072973909144822686?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/9072973909144822686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=9072973909144822686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/9072973909144822686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/9072973909144822686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/07/peaceful-drive.html' title='Peaceful drive'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-1833037157452163246</id><published>2009-07-03T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T16:25:17.608-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The little dig</title><content type='html'>Although today, July 3rd, is not a holiday; message on the QC reminded the drivers that Dallas would be understaffed today.  Although the drivers are "the most important person here at Stevens", this little reminder of no extra pay for working holidays etc reminds one of the true picture!&lt;div&gt;We are in Terre Haute,IN for the night, then off to Beto Junction,KS tomorrow.  Politicians and others far removed from reality make laws regarding vehicle exhaust without considering the true consequences of their decisions.  It is illegal to idle in California for more than 3 minutes; however, if you have a pet it is okay.  So the driver is unable to get a restful night of sleep because the mosquitos are buzzing about and fear of Lyme disease.  Can you use that as a defense in your wreck-less driving accident?  Al Gore made me do it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do not know if we will be able to see a good display of fireworks tonight or tomorrow. Let us hope. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-1833037157452163246?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/1833037157452163246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=1833037157452163246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1833037157452163246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/1833037157452163246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/07/little-dig.html' title='The little dig'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-564079347926331637</id><published>2009-06-30T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:30:25.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awaiting news</title><content type='html'>Today was court for Jesse. Awaiting news&lt;div&gt;My older brother sent an email that my grandmother fell and broke her neck and is at UC Davis. Awaiting news.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am in CT awaiting the final leg of this journey with the load from NE.  The rules state I can take an 8 hour break drive the remaining time on my clock for today then I must take a two hour break.  I had to stop sooner than planned because the traffic got real bad hear in CT.   So I try to rest knowing the phone will ring.  I try to rest with an anxious heart.  Waiting, even when you think you have mastered that skill, it comes back once again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-564079347926331637?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/564079347926331637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=564079347926331637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/564079347926331637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/564079347926331637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/06/awaiting-news.html' title='Awaiting news'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-2326153762953301401</id><published>2009-06-27T18:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T18:32:13.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hail, lightening, wind</title><content type='html'>We left Sidney,NE and headed east toward the dark clouds listening to a radio station I thought was local.  WRONG!  It was from Denver.  We drove through a bad thunder storm.  Large hail crashing upon the truck.  We were able to switch to a local station which for a native prune picker (California native) resulted in more fear!  Funnel clouds spotted near our area, small clouds touching the ground as if preparing to become tornados near our area.  We made it out!  We parked in North Platte only to listen as the warnings sounded again.  I put the gear down on the trailer and then the 55 plus mph winds came.  I was thankful they were from behind and even more thankful to have a full trailer.&lt;div&gt;I googled for a church to attend tomorrow; however, none are very close.  Most are in areas that would not allow my truck to come visit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-2326153762953301401?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/2326153762953301401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=2326153762953301401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2326153762953301401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2326153762953301401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/06/hail-lightening-wind.html' title='Hail, lightening, wind'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-3612404778719920379</id><published>2009-06-24T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:05:21.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed opportunities</title><content type='html'>Charlie and I did not make it to Stockton in time for church; however, we did visit with Grandma. I took Charlie back to Modesto that night; whereupon he was arrested and spent the next 3 days in jail.  He was released and all charges dropped.  Jesse has taken up his continued tough guy attitude, foul language and now has decided everyone is wrong: pot is okay.  I informed him Monday night that when his court date is finalized he will have 7 days to find other accommodations.  Today he went to town and applied for medical and welfare.  We are broken hearted again.&lt;div&gt;Matthew and I are on the truck, picked up a salad load from Salinas and heading for North Platte. It delivers Sunday, so by the time everything is paid, I will be in the hole this week.  So much for a good time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When the budget is cut to help your child who needs the assistance and then allows the child that does not need assistance to even apply, something is wrong with the system.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-3612404778719920379?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/3612404778719920379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=3612404778719920379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3612404778719920379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/3612404778719920379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/06/missed-opportunities.html' title='Missed opportunities'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-2615786488832283504</id><published>2009-06-19T16:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T16:41:21.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>California here I come</title><content type='html'>We finally left the Dallas yard only to be delayed at the Kraft. It was supposed to load at 2PM; however, it actually did not complete loading until 2AM.  So off we go at 5AM on our way to Stockton,CA.  Now with the delay we should still make it by Sunday, the question will be if we can make it to church.  Charlie wants to see Grandma Beulah after church before I drop him in Modesto.  Let us pray for a safe journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-2615786488832283504?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/2615786488832283504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=2615786488832283504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2615786488832283504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2615786488832283504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/06/california-here-i-come.html' title='California here I come'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-5015319232153567036</id><published>2009-06-15T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T21:29:40.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Edinburg,TX</title><content type='html'>So close to the Mexican border and yet it reads like a German town.  But walk around a little and it is not Germany!&lt;div&gt;Loading took much longer than it should, therefore we arrived when our 14 hour clock expired.  When we left from the shippers I drove down Military Blvd, aka, we drove past Stevens.  I thought the truck might suddenly lurch to the left to go home, but we were able to drive past it safely.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-5015319232153567036?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/5015319232153567036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=5015319232153567036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5015319232153567036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5015319232153567036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/06/edinburgtx.html' title='Edinburg,TX'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-2921178261149390519</id><published>2009-06-14T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T15:44:18.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No Candy!</title><content type='html'>We delivered early at Mars DC in Waco,TX.  Monday - Friday that have a shipping/receiving office that has free bags of candy.  Today is Sunday!&lt;div&gt;Church was the usual disappointment I find with many services that are lead by modern musician types.  They fail to understand the difference between a performance and leading.  He would change the words from what was posted on the screen, he would add more lines, which in turn leads to the congregation turning into audience instead of participant.  But then the sermon was delivered and I knew this was where God had wanted us to be.  Kevin was starting a lesson series on family.  T A L K E D: Time, Attention, Listen, Kindness, Encouragement, Do.  It will give Charlie and I something to focus on before he leaves the truck hopefully this coming week.  However, it is not encouraging when you are sent from Waco to Dallas to pick up a load going to Weslaco, TX (near Brownsville).  That is about as far from CA as I can get and stay in TX!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-2921178261149390519?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/2921178261149390519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=2921178261149390519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2921178261149390519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2921178261149390519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-candy.html' title='No Candy!'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-8148766634924500118</id><published>2009-06-13T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T19:45:56.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only cavemen write on walls</title><content type='html'>Where did I read that? On the bathroom wall!  I could have also started out about buffalos, camels and zebras which I observed near Dallas on I-20.&lt;div&gt;We drove from Cleveland, TN to Tallulah,LA yesterday and then drove today to Waco,TX where this load delivers.  We are loaded with M &amp;amp; Ms chocolate of various configurations.  All that chocolate for someone to enjoy!  At the factory in TN when we parked the trailer in the back the smell of twix candy bars was almost overwhelming. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have no where to go tomorrow, I have 3.25 hours on my clock which is more than enough time to deliver this load, so we will attend church tomorrow.  Googled churches, came across a church of Christ, "we are the only ones worshipping right...", needless to say we will not be gracing their doors.  I will find out in a few more minutes if I will be trailer free and therefore can drive, or if we will be walking.  We skirted past all the major storm activity, just missing tornado warnings given shortly after we left one area! I thank God for his kindness and mercy.  If I would not want God's judgment upon myself, why should I wish it for others?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-8148766634924500118?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/8148766634924500118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=8148766634924500118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/8148766634924500118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/8148766634924500118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/06/only-cavemen-write-on-walls.html' title='Only cavemen write on walls'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-4060731146393867954</id><published>2009-06-09T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T15:44:56.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Garden City, NY</title><content type='html'>We had trouble running around NY, it looks like Columbus is a major road but do not let the map fool you!  Fortunately Charlie was awake at the time so we were able to move the map around and correct our lostness.  This trip had a lot of lostness in it.  Even ending up in Garden City, the delivery is on a major road (Stewart), but it was difficult to determine where the truck entrance was, so drive down the street, turn around and come back.  Sit in the turn lane for a moment to make sure I am where I need to be, before I make a turn.  Then I asked for a preplan/load out of here.  The sounds of silence was all I heard next.&lt;div&gt;I wonder what is next at home.  The many challenges Paula has endured plus the problems the boys have created for themselves... I look to understand, where is God working through all of this? How can I make sure I am being used in His service?  When people read ICR 12:12 and following I often see myself as a portion of the body not mentioned.  Do I need to change my self image into how God sees me? DUH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-4060731146393867954?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/4060731146393867954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=4060731146393867954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/4060731146393867954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/4060731146393867954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/06/garden-city-ny.html' title='Garden City, NY'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-7547071949018804015</id><published>2009-06-08T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T12:52:02.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to Indiana</title><content type='html'>I was unable to deliver the salad load, so traded for a WalMart load.  Delivered it in Cheyenne, was sent to Lexington,NE to pick up a load.  Delivered it to a Distribution center in Ottawa,IL. Picked up from there and will complete delivery of various meat items in NJ and NY.  While enjoying the fine travels at early morning hours, a State Trooper pulled me over just as I crossed through the toll plaza.  He stated I had not slowed down nor moved over as required by law for stopped emergency vehicles.  He did a level 3DOT inspection and discovered nothing wrong with my paper work and therefore issued a warning.  It also states my truck is green (it is blue) and the data for the bill of lading was wrong. ( I have 4 drops, he states one of the receivers is the shipper.) I did my yes sir, no sir, thank you's  and drove away happy to receive only a warning.  With the crazy things going on at home, I do not need to add to the financial crisis of the Elston household!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-7547071949018804015?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/7547071949018804015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=7547071949018804015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7547071949018804015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/7547071949018804015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/06/welcome-to-indiana.html' title='Welcome to Indiana'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-2574787664674373944</id><published>2009-06-01T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T17:12:38.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Salad season</title><content type='html'>Charlie and I were home for a brief stay.  We thought it would only be a short visit on Saturday, but ended up staying Sunday night at home.  We were supposed to pick up a load of berries in Watsonville, but that was canceled and our load was two picks of salad items in San Juan Batista heading east.  Two pallets took 2 hours, the next one... who knows, we are still sitting.  If I leave here at 0130 in the morning and drive all night etc, for the next 3 days I can make it.  If that sounds like fun to anyone I can give you an 800 # to call.&lt;div&gt;May not get very far with this load before they repower us.  If so will probably be back into this area.  I will not be happy.  Because the packing sheds load at what ever pace they decide, the drivers suffer in the pocket book.  Although not excited about the idea of having a student driver on the truck, it would allow me to roll on loads like this without the same problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"We got to get out of this place" isn't that a song?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-2574787664674373944?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/2574787664674373944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=2574787664674373944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2574787664674373944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/2574787664674373944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/06/salad-season.html' title='Salad season'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-767453535324164790</id><published>2009-05-28T16:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:05:50.718-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funnies in Mojave</title><content type='html'>Received preplan after we drop load tomorrow: Lodi.  Only three problems: It picks up before I deliver in Fresno.  My clock runs out of time before I could possibly drive that far. Stevens was informed of this earlier in the day.  Such funny people to tease me with going so close to home I can taste the sweet kisses.  So much for preplanning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-767453535324164790?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/767453535324164790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=767453535324164790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/767453535324164790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/767453535324164790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/05/funnies-in-mojave.html' title='Funnies in Mojave'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-5167191748597411982</id><published>2009-05-26T18:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T19:11:24.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Strafford to Amarillo</title><content type='html'>Drove 550 miles today.  Under the new policy I doubt I will ever be able to reach those 650 days again.  Oh well, fun while it lasted.  The weather forecast was for rain, T-storms, etc, all day while we traveled; however, it was sunny and calm until reaching Texas.  Winds picked up after Oklahoma City.  Stopped at a rest stop in Gary County.  It also serves as the Welcome center for this section of highway.  Actually spent some time and read the displays, almost felt like a tourist! Then it was back to the truck.&lt;div&gt;Charlie shared some things off the truck that should not have left the truck, thus violating an important rule, "What's said on the truck, stays on the truck."  We have also reached a turning point in some areas that I am working with him.  I pray he will take the next step to move forward.  I fear him returning to some of the same patterns that he was involved in prior to getting on the truck.  Who had that great quote, " I can resist everything except temptation."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-5167191748597411982?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/5167191748597411982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=5167191748597411982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5167191748597411982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/5167191748597411982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/05/strafford-to-amarillo.html' title='Strafford to Amarillo'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-4340575851644787665</id><published>2009-05-24T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T18:59:33.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shelbysville,KY</title><content type='html'>We ran around the Dallas area delivering to 6 places, then on to the Dallas Yard.  The deliveries were such a major hassle.  I know that after the time on the yard, the short trip to Gas City,IN that this last week will be very short in the pocket book.  We now have a trip starting Monday from Shelbysville,KY to Fresno,CA.  &lt;div&gt;Charlie spotted his first fireflies.  One even committed suicide on the windshield.  Because the chemicals were in constant contact it glowed on the windshield for almost 2 hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We did not make it to church today, the community was to far away to walk and still leave good time for driving from Gas City to Simpsonville,KY where we will spend the night.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Management at Stevens, just like any other large carrier, has staff with driving experience; however, since they last drove the computer age has taken over.  This gives head quarters more information about the little things in life, thus encouraging the little Napoleon types to control more and more of what people do in the field.  In just the year I have been driving, we have gone from allowing the truck to go the speed limit down minor hills (less than 75 mph); however, now we must maintain at our governed speed (mine is 62). If you average 60 in a day you will be written up.  I averaged just over 58 today, so I may get written up because I am supposed to only be able to do 57 to 58.   I believe they are anxiously awaiting the arrival of drone trucks, when they can drive them from Dallas.  When they can huddle the "perfect" people around who can drive the trucks, rather than imperfect people who strive to do their best, which often is less than perfection.  Sounds like my walk with the Lord.  I am supposed to have a student on the truck after August, but I do not think I want the extra pressure and responsibility.  With the tightening of the economy, the trucking industry is able to enjoy a great position: more people wanting a job they vacancies to fill.  Therefore they are implementing policies to terminate much more quickly.  Returning to a position of no one knows me is the best policy.  I am looking forward to better from myself.  Paula deserves so much more than the grief the boys have given her.  They soil the name they were given, which again sounds like me, soiling the name I have taken (Christian).  It is hard to always see them in the light of right and wrong, black and white, when the critical years created such graying of the lines for them.  In the story of the sowing the seeds, is it easier to remove the stones when the ground is not the best top soil?  Sorry for the long article, to many thoughts for one blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8563447606077939090-4340575851644787665?l=kiltmanfof.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/feeds/4340575851644787665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8563447606077939090&amp;postID=4340575851644787665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/4340575851644787665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8563447606077939090/posts/default/4340575851644787665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kiltmanfof.blogspot.com/2009/05/shelbysvilleky.html' title='Shelbysville,KY'/><author><name>KiltMan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08584934595446712418</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rIxCn5zwGQc/STX2bSrCfQI/AAAAAAAAACM/pmVF_wft8_4/S220/Photo+11.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8563447606077939090.post-6149899101765019159</id><published>2009-05-18T22:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T22:30:35.625-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Insanity</title><content type='html'>Laredo to Dallas, repower in Dallas.  Only it was not just to the yard, it was to deliver at 1:30 AM with 5 more stops!  I am not having fun.  Then I talk with Paula and she is certainly not having fun with 3 pending court appearance for shop lifting.  And we are supposed to make this journey sober?  Prayer seems inadequate, you want a walking, talking meeting with the Lord.  You want that PERSONAL assurance that it is in HIS hands.  Blown tires on trailers and paychecks that will not even buy a Happy Meal mean nothing to missing the greatest lessons in life.  I am talking to Charlie's fiancee, background almost as complicated as his own.  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