Everyone told my mom my love for trucking was just a phase
By David A. Kolman, Senior Editor
I wonder how different my life would be had my family been in the trucking business.
Is it something in the genes that leads to a love of the open road? Or does merely spending time with a trucker make the job so attractive? You start to wonder when you meet so many truckers with a dad or mom who also drive.
There’s just something about bridges. Especially really big bridges. The enormous, sweeping marvels of engineering that cross rivers and valleys and take our breath away are part of American culture and lore.
Richard Blaine Duncan Jr. and his son Rick shepherded the once small company through tough times to grow into a 200-truck operation today. Rick’s sons are next in line.
I turned 18 in 1976, and before my birthday could even cool off I’d had one too many arguments with my father. So out the door I went with just an old sleeping bag, a Boy Scout backpack full of canned goods and 5 cents in my pocket.