If you are on twitter, there is a growing population of people who are in supply chain logistics that have been helpful to sharing the story of truckers as a relevant part of the supply chain. Two women in particular have the twitter tag @OHLTweets and @kvcanipelli, the latter, is the author of the following link. http://twitpwr.com/8m3/
Reaching out in this manner is helping women in logistics understand the other part of the supply chain in this way women in trucking can help all truckers by communicating how shippers and receivers can work with us more effectivley.

http://www.insocialmedia.com/profiles/blogs/twitter-amp-truckers-relevant

My Daughter Emailed this to me & I didnt want to read it because she said it was sad.
I had too much sad news lately so I did not read it for two weeks.
Now that I have, I understand why she wanted me to read it.
Being the person I am, I wanted to Share it.
I dont know where it originated, the Author is not known to me.

Two Horses

Just up the road from my home is a field, with two horses in it.
From a distance, each looks like every other horse.

But if you stop your car, or you are walking by, you will notice something quite amazing.

Looking into the eyes of one horse will disclose that he is blind.
His owner has chosen not to have him put down, but has made a good home for him.
This alone is amazing.

If nearby and listening, you will hear the sound of a bell.
Looking around for the source of the sound, you will see that it comes from the
smaller horse in the field.

Attached to her halter is a small bell.
It lets her blind friend know where she is, so he can follow her.

As you stand and watch these two friends, you'll see how she is always checking on him,
and that he will listen for her bell and then slowly walk to where she is, trusting that she
will not lead him astray.

When she returns to the shelter of the barn each evening, she stops
occasionally and looks back, making sure her friend isn't too far behind to hear the bell.

Like the owners of these two horses,
God does not throw us away just because
we are not perfect or because we have problems
or challenges. He watches over us and even brings
others into our lives to help us when we are in need.

Sometimes we are the blind horse being guided by the little ringing bell of those who God places in our lives.

Other times we are the guide horse, helping others see.

Good friends are like this .

You don't always see them,but you know they are always there.

Please listen for my bell and I'll listen for yours.

"Be kinder than necessary,
for everyone you meet is
fighting some kind of battle".

I am sitting at a laptop for a change so I am seeing the WIT site in a different manner today.

Everything I have written so far I write with 1 thumb on my PDA and email to My 28 year old Daughter to post for me.

It's a pain in the butt but I'm deeply concerned because I've seen so many trucking students give up at go home after the way they were treated.

Much of the problem is because Trucking companies and recruiters hire anything with a pulse and put them behind the wheel of a big rig because of the money that is involved to retrain displaced workers.

Many of these students have absolutely no idea that trucking requires more than driving. Some don't understand reading, writing, math and critical thinking skills will be involved.

For me, Trucking was a Godsend. I was depressed for many reasons.

As I learned more about Trucking I became excited about living again.

A spark in my life I thought was gone forever was reignited.

Having that gift so nearly taken away from me by MORONS got me on the fight to share my story so that other people who had darkness in their life like I did would get up and fight for what they wanted to achieve. For me, it was being a successfull Trucker!

Other Women now call me regularly to ask my advice for situations as they try to navigate their way thru their training and I see how much it has helped them avoid the mistreatment I endured.

That is why I stick my neck out and say things that are TRUE even though I know I could get starved out and black-balled by my company.

I am Mexican,Spanish,American Indian(Seneca),Irish,English

My Mother was involved in the American Indian Movement and I grew up in a very Politically diverse environment.

I first spoke at the United Nations at 11 years old for an Indian Woman named Yvonne Wanrow. People listened to me and I supposed in some subliminal way I was drawn to speaking out on injustice.

The truth is I was outspoken even as a child and regularly got in hot water for wondering aloud why Auntie had a baby when she wasn't married.

Not that I cared....I was just wondering that's all..

So, that's me.

I ask questions, I want answers.
and I eventually get them.

Some people don't understand what motivates me.

I don't like seeing people get pushed around, and I know a thing or two about how things get done.

I don't really want to be involved. That's why I opted for a solitary job like trucking.
But I've never been one to walk away when someone is getting pushed around either.