OOIDA Foundation announces 2002 scholarship winners

| 7/16/2002

The OOIDA Foundation recently awarded $4,000 in scholarships to five college-bound children of OOIDA members. The scholarship committee selected these five scholars from among applicants across the country. Each applicant wrote a 500-word essay discussing the pros and cons of the topic, "The Impact of the Truck Industry on my Life and Academic Career."

Here are the OOIDA scholars for the 2002 school year:

Tierney Lynn Chabot is the daughter of member Geoffrey W. Chabot, Kalispell, MT. Tierney is enrolled at Christendom College in Front Royal, VA, where she plans to major in English. She received a $1,000 scholarship award. Her winning essay is published below.

Phillip Duncan is the son of member Pat Duncan, Ritzville, WA. Phillip is enrolled at the University of Washington in Seattle where he plans to major in English and education. He received at $1,000 scholarship award.

James A. Bryan Jr., son of member James Bryan, West Grove, PA, is enrolled at West Chester University in West Chester, PA, and plans to major in accounting. He received a $1,000 scholarship award.
Heather Janofski, daughter of member Kurt Janofski, Marquette, MI, is enrolled at Hope College in Holland, MI, and plans to major in elementary education. She received a $500 scholarship award.
Jennifer Lee Kildow, daughter of members John and Kathy Kildow, Fife Lake, MI, is enrolled at Michigan State University and plans to major in business or education. She received a $500 scholarship award.

The OOIDA Scholarship Program was established to aid the children, grandchildren and legal dependents of OOIDA members. Awarded scholarships are renewable for three additional years. Tax deductible donations to the OOIDA Scholarship Program can be sent to: OOIDA Foundation Inc., 1 NW OOIDA Dr., PO Box 1000, Grain Valley, MO 64029.

Life's Lessons as Taught by the Trucking Industry
By Tierney L. Chabot

The impact of the trucking industry on my life and academic career is one of immeasurable value. The lessons I have learned while riding with my Dad on his six day haul from Montana to California and back up to Washington are priceless and will help me the rest of my life. These lessons began with the small things and gradually as I got older they took on a more useful meaning.

These little things consisted of learning to take a shower in the middle of the day and within the time frame of thirty to forty-five minutes. Also eating late at night and other odd times during the day, brushing my teeth in a ladies room and sitting for long periods of time were other things I encounter only with my Dad. These little lessons taught me patience, flexibility and the value of time.

I did not realize it then but the time I spent with my Dad taught me self-confidence, respect for other people and fearlessness in the face of adversity. I was always timid as a child, and having three older brothers it was hard to step out of their shadows. But with my Dad, I was treated like a young lady who could take on the world if she wanted to. He used to tell me things such as, "walk in like you own the place," or, "act like you belong." I was also his little secretary when I went with him, I would sign the load papers, tell the loaders to block the pallets, and close the trailer doors when we took off. My Dad was the man who taught me that working on the docks is just as respectable as owning the docks. It doesn't matter what you do as long as it is honest and you do your best. My Dad could and would always smile at the lady behind the desk, joke with the guys on the docks and exchange ideas with the men who had the money. He showed me that because you respect others and what they do they will respect you. These abilities are just some of the more valuable lessons that only my father and his truck could teach me.

My wish to continue my education comes directly from my Dad. He has instilled in me a desire to be the best I can be. The chance to see other people and how they live, I would not have had if my Father did not drive truck. The realization that we decide if we succeed comes from my Father showing me down in the streets of Los Angeles, those people who make a success out of living and those who just get by. Without this lesson of life I would not be able to grasp the importance of my Father's dream to see his children obtain a higher education and succeed in the world.

My Dad now runs up to Alaska every other week and I look forward to making my first run with him this spring. He keeps telling me that it is a long haul, but he knows I can handle it. It is the same with my college education, I know it will be a long road, but I also know that I can make it because my Dad has taught me all the skills I will need, such as hard work, patience, and perseverance.