Christmas Eve at the Terminal
By David Kolman
Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the trucking facility,
Not a creature was stirring, and there was no hostility.

Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the trucking facility,
Not a creature was stirring, and there was no hostility.

I had a close call last week. I was trucking north around a sharp curve on a rural two-lane road. Coming up toward on me on the southbound lane was a large RV pulling a car on a trailer.