The Logbook

By David R. Madill

His logbook’s on the table, his keys are in the drawer,
His truck is parked on the lot, he won’t need these things no more.
He left us just the other day on a trip we all must make,
To stand before the final court, their judgment he must take.
He will not stand and bow his head, he will hold his head up high,
He will face the final judge and he’ll look him in the eye.
He will not make excuses, he’s not that type of man.
Through his trials and tribulations, he always made a stand.
Yes he made a few mistakes, and for those he will pay the price.
One thing always sustained him, his faith in Jesus Christ.
Someday I hope to join him, how much he loved to drive.
His logbook is on the table, his keys are in the drawer.
The driver has gone home, he won’t need them any more.

David R. Madill is an owner-operator and long-haul trucker from Westbank, British Columbia, Canada.

H.D. Bond

By Stanley W. Strang

Up at daylight, wouldn’t lie in bed.
He worked every day to keep his family fed.

Mornings were spent getting his rig ready.
Afternoons spent driving safe and steady.

Nowadays that Pot Belly and Twin Star truck
wouldn’t look like much.
Just a plain cab over
no chrome walkin’ or such.

He started trucking at 14 years old.
I loved all the stories my grandpa told.

He knew that rig, every piece by heart,
because if it broke down, only he would replace that part.

No there was no company shop planned,
for he drove independent – that’s the way he would stand.

Today he is in heaven, driving a brand new Pete
on that golden highway, hauling cattle so they can all eat.

If I live by his rules, be honest and true,
One day I’ll make heaven and haul cattle too.

Stanley W. Strang of Ravia, OK, is a disabled driver who was inspired by his grandfather, who was a trucker all of his life.