My Father Called Me a Disgrace for Driving Trucks and Made Sure the Whole Family Heard It on Christmas Night

at eighteen I was in a truck cab learning a different set of things. The motivation had a different quality now than the desperation-fueled endurance I had operated on for a decade. It felt less like survival and more like construction.

When the program ended I started my own trucking company.

There were no announcements and no celebrations beyond a continue reading …