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A Trucker’s Last Letter
Steamboat Mountain is a man-killer, and truckers who haul1) the Alaska Highway treat it with respect, particularly in the winter. The road curves and twists over the mountain and sheer2 cliffs drop away sharply3 from the icy road. Countless4 trucks and truckers have been lost there and many more will follow their last tracks.
On one trip up the highway, I came upon the Royal Canadian Mounted5 Police and several wreckers winching the remains6 of a semi2) up the steep cliff. I parked my rig7 and went over to the quiet group of truckers who were watching the wreckage3) slowly come into sight.
One of the Mounties walked over to us and spoke8 quietly.
“I’m sorry, ”he said, “the trucker was dead when we found him. He must have gone over the side two days ago when we had a bad snowstorm. There weren’t many trucks. It was just a fluke4) that we noticed the sun shining off some chrome5). ”
He shook his head slowly and reached into his pocket.
“Here, maybe you guys should read this. I guess he lived for a couple of hours until the cold got to him. ”
I’ d never seen tears in a cop’s eyes before----I always figured they’d seen so much death and despair they were immune9 to it, but he wiped tears as he handed me the letter. As I read it, I began to weep. Each driver silently read the words, then quietly walked back to his rig. The words were burned into my memory and now, years later, that letter is still vivid as if I were holding it before me. I want to share that letter with you and your families.
December, 1974
My Darling Wife,
This is a letter that no man ever wants to write, but I’ m lucky enough to have some time to say what I’ve forgotten to say so many times. I love you, sweetheart.
You used to kid me that I loved the truck more than you because I spent more time with her. I do love this piece of iron----she’s been good to me. She’s seen me through tough times and tough places. I could always count on her in a long haul1 and she was speedy in the stretches. She never let me down.
But you want to know something？I love you for the same reasons. You’ve seen me through the tough times and places, too.
Remember the first truck？That run-down ‘old corn-binder’ that kept us broke all the time but always made just enough money to keep us eating？You went out and got a job so that we could pay the rent and the bills. Every cent I made went into the truck while your money kept us in food with a roof over our heads.
I remember that I complained about the truck, but I don’t remember you ever complaining when you came home tired from work and I asked you for money to go on the road again. If you did complain, I guess I didn’t hear you. I was too wrapped up with my problems to think of yours.
I think now of all the things you gave up for me. The clothes, the holidays, the parties, the friends. You never complained and somehow I never remembered to thank you for being you.
When I sat having coffee with the boys, I always talked about my truck, my payments. I guess I forgot you were my partner even if you weren’t in the cab with me. It was your sacrifices6) and determination as much as mine that finally got the new truck.
I was so proud of that truck I was bursting. I was proud of you too, but I never told you that. I took it for granted you knew, but if I had spent as much time talking with you as I did polishing chrome, perhaps I would have.
In all the years I’ve pounded the pavement7), I always knew your prayers rode with me. But this time they weren’t enough.
I’m hurt and it’s bad. I’ve made my last mile and I want to say the things that should have been said so many times before. The things that were forgotten because I was too concerned about the truck and the job.
I’m thinking about the missed anniversaries and birthdays. The school plays and hockey7) games that you went to alone because I was on the road.
I’m thinking about the lonely nights you spent alone, wondering where I was and how things were going. I’ m thinking of all the times I thought of calling you just to say hello and somehow didn’t get around to. I‘m thinking of the peace of mind I had knowing that you were at home with the kids, waiting for me.
The family dinners where you spent all your time telling your folks why I couldn’t make it. I was busy changing oil；I was busy looking for parts；I was sleeping because I was leaving early the next morning. There was always a reason, but somehow they don’t seem very important to me right now.
When we were married, you didn’t know how to change a light bulb. Within a couple of years, you were fixing the furnace8) during a blizzard10 while I was waiting for a load in Florida. You became a pretty good mechanic, helping11 me with repairs, and I was mighty12 proud of you when you jumped into the cab and backed up over the rose bushes.
I was proud of you when I pulled into the yard and saw you sleeping in the car waiting for me. Whether it was two in the morning or two in the afternoon you always looked like a movie star to me. You’ re beautiful, you know. I guess I haven’ t told you that lately, but you are.
I made lots of mistakes in my life, but if I only ever made one good decision, it was when I asked you to marry me. You never could understand what it was that kept me trucking. I couldn’t either, but it was my way of life and you stuck with me. Good times, bad times, you were always there. I love you, sweetheart, and I love the kids.
My body hurts but my heart hurts even m ore. You won’t be here when I end this trip. For the first time since we’ve been together, I‘m really alone and it scares me. I need you so badly, and I know it’s too late.
It’s funny I guess, but what I have now is the truck. This damned13 truck that ruled our lives for so long. This twisted hunk of steel that I lived in and with for so many years. But it can’t return my love. Only you can do that.
You’ re a thousand miles away but I feel you here with me. I can see your face and feel your love and I ‘m scared to make the final run alone.
Tell the kids that I love them very much and don’t let the boys drive any truck for a living.
I guess that‘s about it, honey. My God, but I love you very much. Take care of yourself and always remember that I loved you more than anything in life. I just forgot to tell you.
I love you,
Bill
by Rud Kendall
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haul
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mounted
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| adj.骑在马[自行车]上的；安装好的；裱好的v.登上，骑上( mount的过去式和过去分词)；增加，上升；上演；准备 | |
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| n.（车轮的）辐条；轮辐；破坏某人的计划；阻挠某人的行动 v.讲，谈（speak的过去式）；说；演说；从某种观点来说 | |
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