Discussion in 'The Lounge' started by chevyfumes, Jul 23, 2006.
Ahh good episode...this sh!t needs to on nick at nite...
That was one of my favorite shows when I was a kid.
I also liked "B.J. and the Bear"
Ahh...my favorite show when I was a kid. Everything else stopped when the Six Million Dollar Man was on. I remember that episode, watching the Sasquatch walk down that tunnel that spun around.
BJ and the Bear...one of the reasons I became a truck driver. I have the theme to it on my computer. I found it about a year ago, so weird to hear after all these years.
You think its weird to hear it, then click on this link!!
I had the 6 million dollar man doll when I was a kid. had the flesh like rubber sheath over 1 arm and I think the legs too I cant really remember, when you rolled it back up the arm you could pull a section of his arm out. inside his arm was a sticker of what looked like electronics and wires. he also had a bionic eye. it had a hole thru his head inline with his eye, it was a magnifying glass eye. I loved that toy.
Had the same one...I used to run around the house in slomo doing the "dun dun dun dun" sound...
My father has been in trucking since he was about 18.. We have a large truckstop not far from us where he used to have an office. They used to have a huge truck show every summer and had the BJ and the Bear truck there all the time... Man, that was a long time ago!
My little brother and I used to slow motion fight while making the bionic sound. Course it always ended in a real fistfight. I still like the pilot where he chucks the concrete post and it flies through several screenshots before hitting anything.
I liked BJ & the Bear too since my dad was a trucker most all his life. so truckers are near and dear to me, have known alot of really cool truckers. my dad drove his rig out of a yard for alot of years where he had a mobile home trailer he lived in on the premisses. the owner of the property let my dad live there rent free for taking care of the place.
he was also kinda like the security guy at night, basically my old man was the junk yard dog. he also had old yard dogs too. he would repair guys trucks too that needed help. my friends and I would play tag in the yard and climb all over the trucks, run on top of the trailers and jump from trailer to trailer if they were parked close enough to make it. we would play on big dozers and loaders that would come in the yard.
my dad would let me drive his cabover International with my friends in the sleeper around the yard, even up and down the private road that came off the main street. I was only 13 yrs old at the time. but I could drive his semi truck.
man am I reminiscing or what, sorry it got long, but those were the good old days.
I have the AMT 1/25th scale "BJ & the Bear" truck model, still in the wrapper, up in my closet. Friend bought it new and decided when he "grew up" to give me all of his old models. Guess I didn't grow up then......
My first ride in a "Big Rig" was when I was 5 or 6 I guess. Was a family friend I believe. I grew up in a small town in Pa, when I was 10 we lived behind a Mister Donut. Truckers would come in all day long so I was always out there checking out the trucks and talking to them.
There was one local driver that hauled lumber for his dad's sawmill and he actually took me on a couple of his hauls. I remember not being able to sleep the night before each one cuz I was so excited. If I remember correctly that was a year or so after Smokey and the Bandit came out so of course that was the big thing. Every now and then I wish I could meet up with him again, just to shake his hand and say Thank You.
My friend and I would sit out on our back deck and watch the trucks go by, we got so good at recognizing them we would compete as to who could call them the fastest....Peterbilt...Kenworth...Freightliner...Kenworth...on and on. I used to drive my sisters crazy when we would go on road trips because I could tell what kind of truck it was before we even got up alongside it, just by looking at the fenders or the sleepers. Ahh...memories.
Here I am 26 years later, been driving for over 12 years and probably couldn't see myself doing anything else. I've been to every continental state except 3, N. Dakota, S. Dakota, and Montana. Maybe someday I'll see them too. Mostly what I've done is flatbed work, with the last few years mainly being end dumps or belly dumps. Now I run local, it keeps me home, have a family to raise.
Hopefully, by next year, I will be able to fulfill probably my biggest dream and that is to buy my own truck. My wife says we should be able to do it, I'm not sure sometimes, but I know I will do whatever it takes since it's what I want.
Well I'm done babbling. Sorry I drug this on for so long guys.
My first, and only, ride was in the "Blue Pup", an AutoCar Logging truck. Went up into the Strawberry Mtns SE of Paulina, Ore. Road went thru Officer Ranch. The same Officer Ranch as the Kershaw Delly Wade Officer (DWO) commemorative knife. The same driver later wrecked it on the grade on 97 just north of the lumber mill state park north of Klamath Lake. Hit black ice and even though he thot it there be some, there was nothing he could do.
I've always since had a soft spot for AutoCars.
You are describing My childhood perfectly...........
Driving them is an experience all in its own... Drove local for a while for our company... All steel(coils, tubing, sheets, expanded metals, etc).. Just something about being able to put a heavy load of steel on the trailer and pull it with no problems... Used to drive an 84 Kenworth W900 with a 425 Cat that had the fuel turn up and some work done to it.. When you'd put your foot in it, there would be huge smoke streams coming out of the 6" straight pipes! *insert Tim Allen grunt here*
[ Mostly what I've done is flatbed work, with the last few years mainly being end dumps or belly dumps.
low bed/flat bed, the kind with 24 some odd tires in the rear is what I remember at about age 5 is what my dad did from the early 60's to mid 70's. my dad has allways been am owner/operator and made insane money. he would haul heavy equipment that were oversized loads that you could only haul at night. he had a big yellow Peterbuilt conventional with a matching trailer. he had a water truck too back then.
then in the 70's he bought an end dump and got out of the heavy haul work. his end dump truck was a Mack Truck conventional with a half pipe type trailer that I think was about 40 ft long. he did that for years. I think the pay rate for an owner/operator then was $68 and change an hour! I remember going to sites where they were tearing down a building and meeting all the other drivers that would see each other on different sites from time to time.
when my dad had the end dump he also bought a International cabover with a sleeper and when he was not running the end dump we would haul containers full of Wiskey and Cutty Sark and other liquors out of Long Beach Ca port to Las Vegas wherehouses that would supply the casino's. we would run at night so it was cooler then running in the heat of day. I was 14 yrs old at that time. after a bunch of trips he started letting me drive once we would get out of Los Angeles city limits, out on the open road.
for the first half doz trips he would ride shotgun and let me drive all the way to Whiskey Pete's just outside of Vegas, then he would get back in the drivers seat. then he felt confident enough to start jumping in the sleeper and letting me drive alone! I was only 14!!!. I swear this is true on my sons life. it was soooo cool but damn scary and exciting too. ofcourse he would not really go to sleep just rest. he would tell me "no matter what you keep it the speed limit, if we get caught we are in big trouble".
alot of other rigs would fly by us and the truck would move around a bit from the wind. man what good memories those are. some of my best memories with my dad.
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