My dad was a trucker driver, he loved being in a truck, so I guess it wasn't really a job for him but something that he loved to do, like a hobby I guess. He seen many different states and would come home
and tell us all about them. I think his favorite place to go was Arizonia. He took pictures of old Indian Reservations and teepees, but he said he just like the way the land looked, that it was pretty. I guess the love ofdriving a truck was just desinted to be in our family. After my dad died in 1981 my uncle (his brother) started driving. My brother, at the time of my dad's death said he was gonna learn to drive a truck when he got old enough, (he was 15 at the time) When he turned twenty-one mybrother started a driving  school, he learn to drive just like he said he always would. He is thirty-nine years old and is still driving a truck--so I guess the legacy my dad left behind was the love of being a trucker. My sister is married to a truck driver,and my husband also drives a truck. My son is seven-teen years old and he learned how to drive a big truck (as my kids call it) when he was 15. 


                           "The Mississippi Kid"                                                                     
                                                                           









Charles joined the US Army in March 1970, 
                           he completed basic training in Ft. Campbell, 
Kentucky, He was stationed in Ft. Hood, Texas. 
He was in the 1st Calvery Division Co.B.

He was stationed in Ft. Rucker,Alabama. 
Then was shipped overseas to Baumholder, Germany.
Where he was in the 293rd Engineers Co.B. 
He completed his orders in Germany,
He was discharged in 1977

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  Soldiers in our family