Hubby sent me a text message on Saturday. It said "14." Before I could come here to update the suicide bird count, he hit another one. 15.
We never knew that part of his trucking duties would be to thin out the bird population.
He had one particularly deadly week right before he came home for hometime during the summer. While he was home, we drove up to drop our son off at scout camp. On the way home a big black crow just flew into our windshield. It was the strangest thing. He could've flown over, our car is not that big, and yet he just kind of flew into the windshield and then rolled off the top of the car.
I picture that stupid bird everytime hubby sends me the updated number.
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There are always two sides to a story. This is our attempt to share them both. I (the wife) will share what it's like on the home front and hubby will check in from the road, set the record straight, and share his side of the story.
Stay tuned. The first four years of this journey have been eventful. I'm sure there's still more to come.
If you have any questions, comments, or concerns please feel free to use the contact us form (below) to share ideas, topics, or ask any questions trucking related.
Stay tuned. The first four years of this journey have been eventful. I'm sure there's still more to come.
If you have any questions, comments, or concerns please feel free to use the contact us form (below) to share ideas, topics, or ask any questions trucking related.
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