I’m new to the internet and especially this blogging thing, so bear with me. In my early
sixties, it figures that it is about time that I see if I can make any kind of mark on our
society. At least have my say while I can still say it, this still is a free country, I believe.
It was sometime in the early 90’s that I found myself as an over the road truck driver.
My dad had passed away in the fall of 1992. Several months later, I found myself inspired to write a poem. As I recall, I was out in the great northwest, Montana to be exact.
This Great Land of Ours
I’ve seen the mountains touch the sky, snow still there in June perhaps
July. I’ve seen the green grass on the prairie and the blooming in the
desert. My Dad never saw Montana as I drive through and take it for
granted.
I’m a trucker, and I don’t make much money, but I have more wealth than
you can imagine, for I’ve seen the vastness of this great land of ours. From
Boston to San Diego I’ve gone, from the Great Lakes to the Gulf of Mexico,
from Puget Sound to the shores of Miami, I’ve driven a big truck. I’ve been
on four lanes, three lanes and one lane at times. I’ve seen the
cities and countryside. I see all those vehicles, and wonder where they’re
going and why they are in such a rush to get there?
I have long hair and sometimes a beard, but at least I don’t have to wear
a tie, I think I’d die. I drive over 500 miles a day, so I change my scenery
everyday. If travel is vacation to most, I guess I might be a great host.
I have a storage area in Michigan, my truck is out of Atlanta, I have
residency in Florida, my hearts in Arizona, but my load is going to
Pomona. Yes, trucking is not so bad for me, ‘cause I’ll see places you’ll
never be, so go to your jobs and think of me, while I’m out here and
and really free.
“…this great land of ours…” Today is flag day and I have my Don t Tread On Me flag flying beneath the U.S. flag out on the flag pole in the front yard. Actually, it happens to be the First Navy Jack flag. If you look up the history of the D0n t Tread On Me flag, you’ll find that “don’t tread on me” is actually a motto that was used, along with the symbol of the rattlesnake around the time of the revolutionary war. There are a few variations of the Don t Tread On Me flag that were in use back in revolutionary times, such as the Gadsden and Culpepper flags, that also had the “don t tread on me” motto along with the rattlesnake.
In the future, I hope to share more about myself and some of the reasons why I think it is very important now, perhaps more than ever, to show where we stand on the things that are really important to us as a nation. We can do this in different ways, like displaying political bumper stickers or exposing ourselves to some of the best political books that are available to us today, or go out and get yourself a Don t Tread On Me flag - the 4th of July is rapidly approaching. Summer is upon us, Yea!!!
Liberty Tom
sixties, it figures that it is about time that I see if I can make any kind of mark on our
society. At least have my say while I can still say it, this still is a free country, I believe.
It was sometime in the early 90’s that I found myself as an over the road truck driver.
My dad had passed away in the fall of 1992. Several months later, I found myself inspired to write a poem. As I recall, I was out in the great northwest, Montana to be exact.
This Great Land of Ours
I’ve seen the mountains touch the sky, snow still there in June perhaps
July. I’ve seen the green grass on the prairie and the blooming in the
desert. My Dad never saw Montana as I drive through and take it for
granted.
I’m a trucker, and I don’t make much money, but I have more wealth than
you can imagine, for I’ve seen the vastness of this great land of ours. From
Boston to San Diego I’ve gone, from the Great Lakes to the Gulf of Mexico,
from Puget Sound to the shores of Miami, I’ve driven a big truck. I’ve been
on four lanes, three lanes and one lane at times. I’ve seen the
cities and countryside. I see all those vehicles, and wonder where they’re
going and why they are in such a rush to get there?
I have long hair and sometimes a beard, but at least I don’t have to wear
a tie, I think I’d die. I drive over 500 miles a day, so I change my scenery
everyday. If travel is vacation to most, I guess I might be a great host.
I have a storage area in Michigan, my truck is out of Atlanta, I have
residency in Florida, my hearts in Arizona, but my load is going to
Pomona. Yes, trucking is not so bad for me, ‘cause I’ll see places you’ll
never be, so go to your jobs and think of me, while I’m out here and
and really free.
“…this great land of ours…” Today is flag day and I have my Don t Tread On Me flag flying beneath the U.S. flag out on the flag pole in the front yard. Actually, it happens to be the First Navy Jack flag. If you look up the history of the D0n t Tread On Me flag, you’ll find that “don’t tread on me” is actually a motto that was used, along with the symbol of the rattlesnake around the time of the revolutionary war. There are a few variations of the Don t Tread On Me flag that were in use back in revolutionary times, such as the Gadsden and Culpepper flags, that also had the “don t tread on me” motto along with the rattlesnake.
In the future, I hope to share more about myself and some of the reasons why I think it is very important now, perhaps more than ever, to show where we stand on the things that are really important to us as a nation. We can do this in different ways, like displaying political bumper stickers or exposing ourselves to some of the best political books that are available to us today, or go out and get yourself a Don t Tread On Me flag - the 4th of July is rapidly approaching. Summer is upon us, Yea!!!
Liberty Tom
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