US Trucker Convoy coming through Springfield next week

[Johnsfolly]

17 minutes ago, BilletHead said:

             Me and Earl were hauling chickens on a flatbed out of Wiggins. 

 

I'm not sure if I look back fondly on the CB craze or try to forget all the lingo ladened years 🙄. Hey Marty what was your handle? 

Honestly I never had a CB radio but a friend did. Wasn't ever as exciting as the song portrayed.

[Terrierman]

1 hour ago, Johnsfolly said:

I'm not sure if I look back fondly on the CB craze or try to forget all the lingo ladened years 🙄. Hey Marty what was your handle? 

Honestly I never had a CB radio but a friend did. Wasn't ever as exciting as the song portrayed.

Hey good buddy, you got the Dirty Diaper...

[BilletHead]

55 minutes ago, Johnsfolly said:

I'm not sure if I look back fondly on the CB craze or try to forget all the lingo ladened years 🙄. Hey Marty what was your handle? 

Honestly I never had a CB radio but a friend did. Wasn't ever as exciting as the song portrayed.

                Do truckers even still use CB radios?   So, in the Winter of 1975 the family migrated to Missouri. My Dad was a CB nut and had one in all of our vehicles. We had us a little convoy on our way to Missouri. Dad drove the motorhome towing a jeep commando and My cousin was ten years older than I was (was a dick back then and still is now) following in an old Cadillac known as the tuna boat. So yes, we were in communication. I was the channel cat and Dad was and forever will be the "Chigger". I got so tired of listening to the constant chatter on the darned things I wanted to turn it off. Dad said no we needed to keep in touch just in case. Best part of the trip was messing with the dick of a cousin. The caddy had electric door locks. Cousin was afraid to touch anything of all the gadgets. Once and awhile, I would touch off the door lock. He did not know what it was and thought something might be wrong with the car. I did this a couple days. About the time we were crossing from Kansas into Missouri I gave the electric locks a constant work out. Dick cousin Thought the car was going to blow up. He got on the radio freaking out talking to my dad. I got to laughing so hard my side hurt!  Score me a big victory against the Dick .

   So when I got me a ride, ford Fairlan. Of course Dad insisted and put in a CB, you know just for emergencies  🤣. The craze fizzled out and there is still a pile in his garage boosters and all. RIP Dad, I miss you bunches. Love you old man.

[ness]

2 hours ago, Johnsfolly said:

what was your handle? 

I was Teddy Bear. We lived right off US 50 and I used to have a blast talking to the truckers. To keep things interesting, I started screwing with them by telling them my dad was a trucker. Soon I was telling them I was crippled, my dad was killed in a wreck, mom had to work to make ends meet; whatever came to my 4 year old mind. Those suckers started yakking back and forth, then they got a thing going and soon the cash started rolling in. Lines of trucks backed out onto the highway waiting to make little Teddy Bear's life easier. My dad's brother Jimmy, who we all called Uncle Red, was a dreamer trying to make his way in Nashville. Said he was going to write a song about it but as far as I know he never got around to it. 

[ColdWaterFshr]

8 minutes ago, ness said:

I was Teddy Bear. We lived right off US 50 and I used to have a blast talking to the truckers. To keep things interesting, I started screwing with them by telling them my dad was a trucker. Soon I was telling them I was crippled, my dad was killed in a wreck, mom had to work to make ends meet; whatever came to my 4 year old mind. Those suckers started yakking back and forth then they got a thing going, and soon the cash started rolling in. Lines of trucks backed out onto the highway waiting to little Teddy Bear's life easier. My dad's brother Jimmy, who we all called Uncle Red, was a dreamer trying to make his way in Nashville. Said he was going to write a song about it but as far as I know he never got around to it. 

Ness, I think he did write that song.  And here it is:

 

[BilletHead]

         @ness and others,

   You know I have another story . There was a guy in Metz, MO. Cannot remember his name. We would call him a kid, but he was one of those kids stuck in a man's body. Wish I could remember his name. @Terrierman might know or remember him. Anyway, he had a mental issue but a good kid. He was fascinated with big trucks mainly 18 wheelers. He knew all the grain haulers in the area, and they knew him.  Guy had a CB and an ATV. He would know where at harvest time many of the truckers were and watch in fields and grain elevators. When we were in town doing line work, he would find us and watch. Bring his latest metal truck or tractor to show us. His mother would thank us when he was not around for visiting with him.  The guy knew to stay back when we were working. His mother would make the best homemade glazed donuts and cookies. We got them hot and right out of the oven. Either mom or he would bring them to us. Well, the guy would take the dirt roads over to 71 highway and set there for hours. Wave to the truckers and signal them to honk horns which they did as we did when seeing him.  He just vanished and never heard anything of what might of happened. His mom was old and perhaps she passed, and he had to go to a home?  Wish I knew, anyway knowing him was just another blessing I realize thinking about this topic. HEY GOOD BUDDY he would say loudly. 

[Fish24/7]

Teacher's Pet  and Blue Mesa.

I had two handles.

Still have my radio hooked up in the garage.  There's more comedy on the cb radio than on Comedy Central television

 

[David Unnerstall]

4 hours ago, ness said:

I was Teddy Bear. We lived right off US 50 and I used to have a blast talking to the truckers. To keep things interesting, I started screwing with them by telling them my dad was a trucker. Soon I was telling them I was crippled, my dad was killed in a wreck, mom had to work to make ends meet; whatever came to my 4 year old mind. Those suckers started yakking back and forth, then they got a thing going and soon the cash started rolling in. Lines of trucks backed out onto the highway waiting to make little Teddy Bear's life easier. My dad's brother Jimmy, who we all called Uncle Red, was a dreamer trying to make his way in Nashville. Said he was going to write a song about it but as far as I know he never got around to it. 

Ness, this is the funniest thing I have ever read on here.

[Ryan Miloshewski]

You guys are missing the best one...brings a tear to your eye 😢

 

[Flysmallie]

3 hours ago, BilletHead said:

         @ness and others,

   You know I have another story . There was a guy in Metz, MO. Cannot remember his name. We would call him a kid, but he was one of those kids stuck in a man's body. Wish I could remember his name. @Terrierman might know or remember him. Anyway, he had a mental issue but a good kid. He was fascinated with big trucks mainly 18 wheelers. He knew all the grain haulers in the area, and they knew him.  Guy had a CB and an ATV. He would know where at harvest time many of the truckers were and watch in fields and grain elevators. When we were in town doing line work, he would find us and watch. Bring his latest metal truck or tractor to show us. His mother would thank us when he was not around for visiting with him.  The guy knew to stay back when we were working. His mother would make the best homemade glazed donuts and cookies. We got them hot and right out of the oven. Either mom or he would bring them to us. Well, the guy would take the dirt roads over to 71 highway and set there for hours. Wave to the truckers and signal them to honk horns which they did as we did when seeing him.  He just vanished and never heard anything of what might of happened. His mom was old and perhaps she passed, and he had to go to a home?  Wish I knew, anyway knowing him was just another blessing I realize thinking about this topic. HEY GOOD BUDDY he would say loudly. 

Used to be a guy like that on College St. Every morning on my way to work he would be standing out on the sidewalk drinking coffee and waving at all the cars going by. He would get excited and wave really hard if you waved back. Then one day he was gone and never saw him again.