New to trucking, again!
I'm from Western Pennsylvania, close to the Ohio Border. I grew up working on cars and tractor-trailers. My uncle Owned and operated a welding shop and a tractor-trailer repair business. His shop was two blocks from my house when I was just a child. From the time I was about 5 years old, he took me to work with him as often as he could - which by the way, happened to be a lot. When I was a teenager, he put me on the payroll. For the next three years, I pretty much ran the collision shop and handled all the tire replacements and the trailer repair work for him.
Upon graduating high school, I entered active duty Air Force. Within 18 months, I was a qualified Intercontinental Ballistic Missile Maintenance Technician. Part of our duties included transporting the missiles. This is where I initially earned my "double clutch" military CDL. It was a six-week school with a very intense road test to pass. Upon graduating, I was given an award for being the youngest driver ever to attend and graduate from the course. In my profile pictures, you can see a picture of one of the trucks I drove.
I left the Air Force after four years of service. Dumbest thing I ever did. I ended up homeless for a couple of years. But I always worked some kind of job and never strayed far from the military; I served in the National Guard for a couple of decades. Always having a civilian career, I spent most of my years troubleshooting electronics and working in IT in the medical field.
About 12 years ago, I thought I would go to college and see what they know. So I did. I earned a degree in the applied sciences, nutritional biochemistry. I went to work in healthcare for about eight years, managing tube feedings in intensive care and helping people manage their chronic health conditions through adequate nutrition and lifestyle modifications. This, too, was a cool job for someone that was told by every teacher in high school he wouldn't amount to much in life and just forget about college.
But trucking always called to me, always beckoned me. And here I am after 33 years out of a truck. At least for maybe the next five years until I fully retire.
Motto: Today was a good day; tomorrow will be better.