I’m revisiting the wildebeest truckers…because someone has to.
When AKings originally wrote the piece that caught my attention, he was discussing Indianapolis truckers…and truck stops.
“…the truck stops here are vast—small cities unto themselves—selling everything from beef jerky the texture of shoe leather, trucker hats that say things like “Git-R-Done”, to an astonishing array of police radar detectors and other slightly dubious electronic devices. If you’ve ever thought, “I need a CB radio, a cowboy hat, and a shower all in one convenient location,” Indiana’s truck stops have got you covered.”
Sounds like the truck stops here in Ontario, California. Yes, truck stops in the plural. At the 10’s Milliken Avenue exit there are two truck stops, one on each side of the street.
But Indiana in 2025 does not compare to Georgia in 1979, which doubles the appearances from the Bredemarket menagerie.
“‘The truck is their horse and they are I the cowboys,’ says smooth-talking Richard Moyers, a vice president for Transport City. And it is true that they come on in Stetson hats, tooled leather belts and pointy-toed boots trimmed in iguana or wildebeest.”
Transport City was closed by 2007. Or gone extinct.
As may truckers thenselves. At least the human kind.
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