Yet another tale from the [b
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My brother paid a visit yesterday and he told me that he was writing his memoirs. His son has something to do with this. So in honour of the memoir, I post this..Yes, it's in the book!
After 2 years of running team, the company decided to split my brother and I up. The logic to this was why have two good drivers in the same truck, when they each can have a truck, can't argue with warped logic.
I had to give up the Freightliner and was given a new Volvo, what a let down!
The first dispatch out as seperate drivers we loaded at the same chemical plant with the exact same load going to Newark, NJ. I went to Sherwin Williams and he went to Benjamin Moore, which were next to each other. We really didn't think much of it at the time. When the trucks were empty we headed to the terminal in Carteret,NJ laid over that night and received our dispatches in the AM. Again, we loaded at the same Chemical plant, had the same type of chemical going to the same place in Illinois! I asked my brother if he noticed something odd, all he could say was "Don't try to figure them out!" Good logic!
After we had loaded we hauled ass across I-80 conversing on our ham radios. When we got to the plant in Illinois, the guard at the gate was not amuzed when we signed in. This gentleman thought we were messing with his head. After a long conversation with the NJ dispatcher he let us in the gate.
Unloading completed, we drove to Joliet and checked in with dispatch. We couldn't get a load out that evening, so we headed to the motel.
Next morning the dispatcher called the motel, talked to my brother and after a long breakfast we went back to the terminal. Barbara, the very lovely dispatcher, gave us our loads, you guessed, it same customer same load going to the same place Baton Rouge,La. My brother and I looked at each other and I asked Barbara what was going on and she said that since we came in together we might as well leave together. I looked at my brother and said "We're a TEAM in seperate trucks!" Remember what I said about logic!
We chased each other to Baton Rouge and that is where we split up. I went to Gulf,La and loaded some nasty looking blue chemical and took off for NC. I didn't find out where my brother was going.
After unloading I drove back to the Wilmington,NC terminal, which was my domicile. I was talking to a couple of friends on my ham radio, when I heard a voice say "You just never know who's listenin'!" My brother got a load back to Wilmington, so we had come full circle.
It didn't take long before the entire company knew about the [b
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This is for you brother