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n Friday morning I got a quick shower, packed the truck, checked out of the motel, and told dispatch I was ready for a load. I also called the student department to see if they have any available at the Omaha terminal. They did. His name is David and he's a young guy (28). He's a big dude, too. Like football big. He brought his laptop and Sprint internet aircard on the road with him for his training, so as you can imagine, we're getting along famously. He's from Maine, and with the exception of a couple of flights to Florida and California, he's never been out of New England. I love getting those guys. They remind me of me when I first began and I can re-live that feeling vicariously the first time we take a load to the west coast.
He's also doing really well, too. Due to a processing glitch he wasn't able to drive for the first time until Saturday afternoon, but from what little I've seen so far, he's going to be a breeze to train. I'll probably get to spend this next week like I'm on vacation, just riding around while he does most of the work, then I anticipate running pretty hard with him after Easter. We're currently rolling through Illinois farmland and headed for Shreveport, Loozeeanna.
Last night, after finally getting out of Chicagoland with our load, we stopped in the small town of Dwight for some dinner before making the trek down IL 47 through lossfound's old stomping grounds. As I was walking out of Arby's, I saw a pretty, silvery sunset in the overcast skies and decided to make an addition to the millions already painted and photographed.
