HIT n RUN

A huge Hit by Barry Manilow that has an incredible ‘Impact’ in my life.

Found my fire when I watched NCIS episode titled “Hit and Run”! I’m back to HITting n RUNning in a good way! Let’s build a better world around us.

Let’s go back to a time I acted like a chicken when I was 6. I love the goats in the goat pen, but I was told that it was not safe to go inside. The lesson I learned was very valuable as I now compare my drill sergeant dads’ discipline to that of my grandpas’.

In this most interesting HIT n RUN episode, I am pleased to HIT you with a newly found brother trucker, James RIOUX. And, of course, I find James story of WHO he is an inspiration. Here’s your chance to get HIT by James... not a physical slap to the face, but an inner HIT to your heart! As always, we HIT you and at the end, we will both RUN. Enjoy the ride!

The art of the con is NOT about a con-artist that tricks someone out of their resources. There is no winner when the con-artist wins... It’s time to find out just how many con words are needed to go from concept to convoy!

How I built my perfection Roadblock and didn't even know it was being a problem for me in my life.

Barging with the ehighway nd in mind

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I can't do this without thinking of my Drill Sergeant dad. He served in the Korean war and actually ended up being injured twice and had two purple hearts. He was a true warrior in defending our freedom. So that's the kind of background that I have in my life.

I can remember as a young boy, I came to him one time and said I had a headache and he'd come over and kind of gave me a hug. Then he said, and he said, “Hey, put your foot right down here.” So I put my foot over there and he stomped down on my foot. I started hopping around on one foot and said, “What'd you do that for, Dad?” and he said, “Well, you're not worried about your head hurting anymore, are you?”

So we learned as kids not to complain about anything hurting. Or we go and get some love from our mama, but our daddy? No, he's going to let you know, “There's nothing to worry about so quit being a worrier.”

Years ago I went on a Boy Scouts backpacking trip that was 60 miles long, from Snoqualmie Pass to Stevens Pass up in Washington state on the Pacific Crest Trail. I was one of two adults, our scoutmaster and myself as assistant scoutmaster. We had four boys along with us on this high adventure and one of them was named Victor, who was very athletic, a running back at his high school football team, while the other three boys were all farm boys, all in pretty good shape, although not real athletic. But they knew about hard work and could hold their own out in the wilderness.

These trails we hiked were not flat, so we did some pretty good climbing. Since we were backpacking, we brought tarps instead of tents, we brought dehydrated food instead of canned goods. If you’ve been backpacking, you know what all goes into a week long high adventure. We could only carry a certain amount of weight in our backpacks. As we're traveling along, Victor seemed like he wanted to be out front and leading the pack, which was not a problem because the trail was well-marked. So he would climb fairly quickly and get up to the top, turn around to kind of mock us like, “Come on. This is easy. My Grandma is faster than all of you!”