I think every little girl has a favorite uncle. I know I did. Mine was my mother's younger brother who lived with us a couple times. But, I was always around him. He seemed to favor me over his other nieces. He had several jobs but, his last one was a long hauler truck driver. He had a beautiful 18 wheeler with everything in it. Microwave, queen size bed, tv, and more, it was like a mini apartment.

He always told me he was up gonna take me with him sometime. Well, after I graduated he came home one weekend and ask me if I wanted to go since I was out of school now. I jumped at the chance. I don't think daddy liked it to well but, I was 18 and momma said, Parker will take good are of her. That's when I heard daddy say, "Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of." Momma said, "Oh poo."