other dog

...not ONE single picture?!!

Got the grass cut this morning,then had to put a fence around the garden to keep these two out of it. They've been trampling,digging,and laying all over it. Otherwise,it's looking pretty good so far. The big dog is not mine-he's lived here as long as I have,and we feed him about 3,000 lbs. of dog food a week,but he's not mine.

I know the feeling.I loaded some of those big air conditioner units that go on the roof of a building in Amherst,Va. one Friday that didn't deliver in Norristown,Pa. until Tuesday.I said great,I won't have to leave until Monday evening. ken said "no,I've got plans for you for Monday". So Woodstock and myself had to go load two long loads in Lynchburg Monday morning and deliver them in Harrisonburg that evening.They were actually the columns that held up the new scoreboard at James Madison University.Then of course we had to take the trailers back to Lynchburg,then go to Appomattox and pick up the AC units and be in Norristown first thing the next morning. We didn't get empty in Harrisonburg until late that evening,well after 5 o'clock.

Indeed! I wore mine to the shop one Saturday before the Christmas parade,and everybody wanted to know where I got it.Timmy said he was going to order one,but I don't know if he did or not.

yeah,you'd think! I had a jake too,or c-brake I guess it was- truck had a 444 Cummins w/18 spd. The cop said " you're supposed to have the truck in the lowest gear you've got". I told him if I did that I wouldn't have been there 'til tomorrow. He said "I DON'T CARE,THAT'S WHAT YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO DO". The common sense rule should apply,but like I always said,safety has nothing to do with it,it's all about the money-they want yours! You used to come off the mountain and you had to go right into the town of Hopwood,but now they have a four lane bypass finished around town and you don't even have to slow down for Hopwood or Uniontown. Back when you had to go through town, right at the bottom of the mountain, the speed made sense,because you might be coming down in a 5 speed Mack with a 237,no engine brake,with a load of green oak lumber grossing about 93,000 lbs,but now it's just ridiculous. You see lots of old units sitting around in West Virginia. There's all sorts of stuff up in those woods. I watched the mule video,but couldn't find anything on the other one-I copied the web site and pasted it,but it came up saying it didn't match any documents.

Just a little side note-I'd been hearing rumors for a week or two now that PGT had bought H.H.Moore Jr. Trucking Co.,and it must be true,or they wouldn't be taking H.H.Moore off the truck doors and putting PGT on them.

I didn't cut no tire-oh,you said "one of..." never mind

Another long week,and short weekend coming up. Delivered in Butler,Pa. early Tuesday morning and went to Brookfield and was loaded and ready to go by 10:30 am,figuring i'd get to Roanoke and unload early Tuesday night and come home. But,that all changed when I had to go to Malta,Oh. and make another pickup.Last time I went there and loaded the cement mixers I was empty,this time I had on almost 44,000 lbs. of the big Metalsa coils right in the middle of the trailer,and couldn't make much time on the very narrow,crooked,small,twisty,skinny,roads getting there. Picked up 5 mixers and a small skid of unknown product over there,going to Vinton,Va,near Roanoke. So I didn't get home,but I got paid for 2 loads in one,so it was a very good round. Then I had to go to Petersburg and get a 60' load going to Wheeling,W.V. that wasn't ready until about 6 o'clock Wednesday night. I delivered there Thursday morning,then went back to Brookfield and loaded more coils for Roanoke. Got that off this morning and went to Dillwyn and loaded kryptonite,or kyanite I mean, (I can't haul kryptonite,it makes me sick,especially green kryptonite) for Brook Park,Oh. That's near Cleveland,so I'll be leaving early Sunday. Got a roll of film developed today that I took during my recent travels-a B-model Mack on rt. 60 between Rupert and Charmco,W.V, a plane towing a sign when I was unloading in Avon,Oh,a Superliner for sale in Moorefield,W.V,3 shots of climbing the mountain out of Uniontown,Pa. headed east on U.S. rt. 40-the little notch to the left of the sign is where i'm headed,then i'm almost to the top with Uniontown visible in the mirror,then the motel at the top. This mountain is so steep the speed limit going down is 10 mph. I once got stopped going down it for doing 17 mph in a 10,with an empty flatbed . Cost me about $100 near as I can remember,that was about 20 years ago. And,some of those giant windmills on a mountaintop,somewhere near Pa,W.V,or western Maryland. P.S.-How about Mushroom colors on your B-67 Paul? I like it,very colorful.

Well?..anything new? The suspense is killing us!!!

you spelled sharg rong Joe

That truck would look good hauling the mixer to a show,but I think Jeff and I talked about that before and found the mixer was too high to haul,even on a lowboy trailer. He suggested I take the mixer off and put a flat bed body on it,but I didn't want to do that,then i'd look like everybody else.

Sure was nice to get a whole weekend for a change. I just about got the garden finished,planted some corn,pole beans, green beans,16 tomato plants,some green peppers,hot peppers,a couple of squash,and one eggplant. Already had onions,cabbage and garlic planted.Also got the aluminum cans bagged and loaded on the pickup so Jobyna can haul them to Cycle Systems. Should have cut the grass though,now it's raining again. Got to go to the shop and fuel now,then to Moneta to load lumber for Buler,Pa. Already got a Roanoke load at Brookfield,Oh. to bring back,so as nocluejoe would say otherdog would say "I must be off".

Last year a late frost killed all my peaches, and I only had 3 pears on the whole tree,and one of my apple trees died. I pruned them last fall,not that I had any clue how to do it,but I cut off a bunch of limbs they didn't look like they needed. This year the 2 peach trees are loaded,the pear tree's loaded, and the other apple tree's looking pretty good so far.

yeah it looked about like Charlie Brown's Christmas tree by the time I got back

Once upon a time I had to take a load of joists to White Plains,Md. This was after i'd been to South Carolina with a load,back to Salem, then to Suffolk,Va. with another load of joists, then back to Salem to get another load to deliver in Cincinnati the next morning. Had to be there at 7am,or else. Didn't matter if 15 trucks were going to the same job,or where you'd been already,if you weren't at the jobsite it was a $25 fine,taken out of your safety bonus. The dispatcher (we'll just call him ken) came up with this plan,so everybody would be on time. I made it to Cincinnati-on time-,unloaded and picked up a load of coils in Middletown going to Walker muffler in Harrisonburg,Va. Got to Harrisonburg the next afternoon,it was a Thursday,unloaded,called in and they said to come on in,they didn't have any loads at the time. So I went home,figuring I was done for the week,but ken called at 4:45 and said I needed to go to Salem and get a load and be in White Plains,Md. at 7am with it. He never asked,like Teddy and even H.H.Moore himself, "would you..." or "could you..." he just told you what you were going to do,and that's all there is to it,end of discussion. It wouldn't have been too bad to run down I-81 from Harrisonburg to Salem,but as usual I came all the way to Appomattox,went home,then had to go to Salem. I was already tired as a dog,but I went back to work. Where I work now I could here Todd telling someone "sorry,but I don't have a truck available" if they called in a load that late on Thursday,but ken would never tell anyone that,he'd put a truck on it whether you had any hours left to work with or not,which I didn't. So I go to Salem,chain the load down,which takes about every chain you've got because you have to put chains through each layer of joists or they can spread apart on you,and take off to White Plains. When I got there I couldn't find the delivery address so I found a trucking company that was open and stopped to ask if they knew where I was going.They didn't,but they finally decided that it had to be the empty lot on the corner,right on rt.301. It was about 3am by this time and when I got to the lot they were talking about,it was indeed empty.No sign,no nothing,just a big pile of dirt and a circle driveway.By then I was so tired I was just waiting for the wheels to stop turning so I could jump in the bunk and go to sleep. So I turned into the circle driveway and about the time the trailer got off the road good I felt a bump and came to an abrupt halt. "hmmm," I thought," trailer must be in a hole".Then the truck rocked a couple of times and I thought "gee... I believe this summitch is gonna turn over-". Then it turned over. Come to find out the big pile of dirt came out of the couple of feet deep ditch that was on my right. That was the hole the trailer went in. The ditch was not marked,no signs,no flags,no nothing. Now I won't go to a jobsite I don't know until daylight. I was driving the black Freightliner then and I turned it off and climbed out the escape hatch,which was also the driver side window. Couldn't sleep in there now,so I started walking to find a phone.Then I decided i'd better get my book right,so I went back and climbed back through the escape hatch and found my log book in the debris pile.I was sitting there with my log book when a cop shined a flashlight through the windshield and yelled "you all right in there?".I threw the logbook back into the debris pile and yelled back "yeah",and climbed back out of the escape hatch again. The cops filled out a report,called a wrecker,and left.I didn't get a ticket or anything,because I was already off the road. The crane showed up at the job about 8:30 or 9 o'clock and unloaded the joists,they weren't damaged,and they set the truck back up with the wrecker. They towed it down to a garage on 301,and after they took the engine fan off because it was broken,I drove it back to Appomattox. Needed some body work though. When the workers came to the jobsite that morning and saw a truck turned over one of them said "you know,this really wasn't your fault". I told him "well,even if it ain't,the truck's still just as turned over".

Thanks,I'll check it out. I'm cheered up and happy as a monkey on a banana boat now,I quit that job over 3 years ago. Only reason I didn't leave sooner was because I just didn't want to quit when i'd been there over 25 years, highly unusual for a truck driver,and I like Larry and Bonnie a lot,they're good people and good to work for,but 'ya gotta do what 'ya gotta do they say. I just couldn't seem to get on the same page with ken- I told Bonnie and Larry he hated me for some reason,but they didn't believe me. later,Tom

I've looked at their website a lot,they have lots of old Macks for sale,but otherwise I don't know anything about them. You could look at their site and maybe get some kind of idea what your uncle's truck would be worth.

yes Joe,i've actually dreamed that I still had that Nova. Unfortunately it was totaled in 1975 when I let someone else drive it. Got away from him on a wet road and he went sideways,slid across some guy's yard and hit 2 gum trees. That tree was the top part of the tree we put up,or a limb or something I trimmed off it. I wedged it between the ends of the floorboards and the metal part at the back of the trailer,decorated it,and it stayed there all the way to Chicago and back. This picture was before I left,it looked pretty beat by the time I got back,but it was still hanging on

Good stories, I'm certainly not the only one that worked with such a tool I see. I'm just glad I don't have to deal with any of that crap anymore. Rob,

yeah,his attitude was the worst part. As you can see in some of my pictures it says "H.H.Moore Trucking" on the front of the building,but like I told Bonnie and Larry (H.H.'s son and daughter,who ran the company after H.H. passed away) ken seemed to think it said "ken".He was just a dispatcher,I looked at him as a fellow employee with way less seniority than I had,but he thought he was the ruler there and what he says goes,no questions. And I never expected any special treatment or anything,get along with almost anybody,but he was just an a-hole,there's no other way to put it. He's no longer there either.

oh,sorry.Probably can't do parades in the Bronx.I took a load of rice from Arkansas to the Bronx once. Two stops-I was terrified,but it wasn't near as bad as I thought it would be.

I got a scanner from Wal-Mart,I just take a picture out of a photo album,scan it,send it to documents or desktop,then upload it here. Click browse to find the picture,right click on the picture, left click select,then left click on upload,and there it is.

ok,more pictures it is

All righty then,due to an overwhelming public demand-arrright then,Bollweevil said "if you insist..."-here's more pictures. They're not gonna be in order because I scanned them in a very haphazard manner,but they're all the trucks I drove for H.H.Moore from the '74 transtar to the 9900I,no.s 15 and 55 I drove and drive for F.L.Moore and Sons,the mud bogger in action,my old Nova ( before and after ),my KZ1000 Kawasaki (hey,that's my gold Skylark in the background,forgot about that car-was a good one),something at a forestry show in Richmond,Va. and a Christmas tree I put on the back of a trailer that survived a trip to Chicago and back,and coming into Rainelle,W.V. on rt.60 in the snow.

I'm feeling really honest today,telling everything,but being honest,like one of my greatest friends Bill (a.k.a. the diesel gypsy) told me to always do. I drove for H.H.Moore Jr. trucking Co. in Appomattox,Va. for over 25 years.I got along with everybody who ever worked there,except some driver called "6-pack",some little short guy that worked in the shop (but I wouldn't describe him as a mechanic-I don't know if Barry will let me describe him as what he actually was,and probably still is),and the last dispatcher they had before I quit. This dispatcher,we'll just call him ken,was a real piece of s..uh,work I mean. He once called me at home and asked me where I was at. But he also told me on a Thursday to go to Sanford,N.C. and call him first thing Friday morning.We hauled a lot of brick out of Sanford,so I assumed he had a load down there and I needed to call to get the pick-up information.So I left home Thursday night,instead of spending the night at home with my wife,and called in early Friday morning.He said " well,uh,..I ain't got anything right now-call back in 15 minutes". WHAT?!! He never had a load in the first place,he just ASSumed he would get one. If I knew then what I know now,i'd have left then,brought the truck to the shop,beat him to a bloody pulp,and quit.But after calling back in 15 minutes 4 or 5 times I ended up deadheading over to somewhere on the otherside of Statesville,N.C. and loading green lumber at a sawmill going to Rhode Island. Then one time I unloaded some guardrail in Clarksville,Va. Called in empty (we had Quaalcom at the time) and got all the way back up rt.15 and 47 to Pamplin,Va. when he sent me a message to go to Emporia,Va. and get a load of decking going to Salem.And how far was I from Emporia when I was in Clarksville? And I was all the way back to Pamplin when he sent the message! Oh,then one time myself and two other drivers loaded some long loads in Lynchburg going to Blacksburg,home of the Hokies. We loaded early that morning,and as usual with oversize loads were late that evening getting unloaded in Blacksburg.We called in when we were unloaded,and ken told the other 2 drivers to be back in Lynchburg the next morning to do it again,and he told me to take my pole trailer to Lynchburg and drop it,bobtail to Appomattox and get a flatbed,go to Salem and get a load of joists and be in Baltimore at 7am the next morning.All the way from Blacksburg to Appomattox then back to Salem,then to Baltimore?!! How far was I from Salem when I was in Blacksburg? How come one of the other trucks couldn't drop their trailer in Lynchburg and go back to Salem and get my trailer,then I could've went straight to Baltimore?!! And I had more seniority than either of the other two drivers...I just don't get it. I could go on and on-but what made me quit after 25 1/2 years was the time I stopped by the house one afternoon to tell my wife I had to go to the shop and fuel up and pick up a tree tarp and i'd be right back.She was already sick at this time,actually dying of cancer. She said "I'll go with you". I said "ok",and helped her get into the truck. When I got to the shop ken was standing in one of the shop doors with a couple of drivers.We weren't supposed to have passengers of course,but I lived 10 miles from the shop and when she said "I'll go with you" I wasn't about to tell her she couldn't. That Friday we got a notice with our check that said "...no matter how long you've been here you can't have any passengers,blah-blah blah...". Becky said "that must be because I was in the truck with you the other day". I told her "no,that's just one of those things they put out periodically". Later Mutt,one of the drivers who was standing out there with ken, said "yeah,that s.o.b. saw Becky in the truck and ran straight up in the office to tell". And she wasn't trying to hide in the first place .It was just that chicken $%&* way of his of doing things. I told Mutt right then "I don't know where i'm going-but i'm going somewhere". And the rest as they say is history. My only regret now is that the first day ken walked in,I should have been walking out.And tapped him right in his snout on the way.