YOU Keep Me Going. Thanks!

So I went off on a tangent the other day. It was my tribute, albeit a clumsy one, to Orson Welles. Thanks for all the kind comments, but I am anything BUT a "great" writer. I only type what I think, and any of my friends can attest to the fact (though bless them, they won't say it) that I'm just an ordinary guy. Kinda boring, in fact.

I've always tried to surround myself with people who are smarter than I am. It only makes me better. My mother and father gave me the courage to believe I'm capable enough to excel. In my life, my only enduring accomplishment is love: of my wife, my children, my parents, grandson, brothers and every friend who has helped me along the way. I may be able to construct a sentence, paragraph or a piece which makes sense. Beyond that, only time and much more practice will tell. Creativity is a gift, or a goal to which I constantly strive to achieve. I write because it's what I do best... second. First and foremost, I provide for my beloved family. They come first. Not this job, or the transit agency. The most enduring legacy one can achieve is those we leave behind. I don't know that my example is worthy of praise, but I've always done my best. It's all I truly have. It's also paying tribute to those who gave me the gift of life, an homage to their sacrifice.

Many of my friends disagree with my politics, and I theirs. But we communicate our ideas. These points may be disjointed. They can be divisive. We can be extremely feisty in our debates. But I separate my political beliefs from the values which draw me to these wonderful people. We all breathe the same air. Our blood is the same color, no matter what spectrum our skin falls under. I am a firm believer in the proposition that debate breeds common ground, something today's political climate severely lacks. There is no absolute, except for decency. There is, however, room for compromise. There is also love, which we could all learn to share a bit more.

Since I was a wee lad, it has been my goal to write and publish a book of my own words. I could never have imagined it would be about driving a bus. But it's done, folks. It only awaits the creation of a business, which my publisher is working on. I won't beg you to buy it; I will only ask for that honor. There's already plenty of marketers out there pleading with you to click on this, buy that, extend yourself beyond what you can afford. I am just a writer. If you buy my book, it will be a compliment of the highest order. More valuable to me that any award or commendation on my humble skills. It will mostly be a tribute to everyone who has encouraged me to do this for many years, and to my stubborn mother.

There you have it. No bitching about my employer, motorists or passengers. I've enjoyed seeing my hit counter click to 120,000 this week. It's my turn to thank YOU for hanging in there with me these four years. So thank you. I don't know where this blog will go from here or how long it will last. I hope I'm still employed after "Just Drive, Life In The Fast Lane" is published. Most of all, I just hope I can keep writing. The keyboard keeps calling me near, and I respond with keystrokes. As long as you keep reading, I reckon I'll be around a bit longer.

For now, it's time to drive a bus. Safe travels everyone.