This Morning in El Paso
09/16/2010
Last night while I drove through El Paso the border patrol was stationed along the river fence watching a hovering helicopter shine a beam on the ground. Mexico was celebrating its country's 200th birthday, but most of the festivities up north were either canceled or never planned at all.
I always think of the grandmothers. They should live in peace and without fear.
But here at the Petro Truckstop at exit 37 everything is peaceful, quiet, and friendly. Across the next booth some guy from Ohio is complaining about mountain time while he works on his Soduko puzzle. He told me he was laid off from his telecommunications job...he worked in IT (whatever the heck that is). I just smile and nod because I am just trying to write an interesting post for my readers!
Across the coffee bar, a lady trucker in bad need of a shower is quietly eating her breakfast. My waitresses are chatting away in Spanish and English while the cooks set up the buffet. Some of the drivers are talking on phones, and a few are visiting with each other.
Out in the parking lot, the morning light is beginning to shine on the tightly parked rows of trucks.
It's on mornings like this one that I feel especially grateful for my occupation, fellow truckers, office staff, and amazing equipment.
I have always heard that God looks after travelers, the fatherless, and fools.
Elvis Presley is singing "It's Now or Never."
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