Truckin . . . On a One-Way Street . . .

Our reader Titus has corrected my erroneous impressions regarding the presence of a sign along I-40, somewhere at the western end of Tennessee, featuring an image of Saint Michael the Archangel. A fanciful traveler at the best of times, I had assumed that there was a truck stop at the bottom of that sign, but Titus assures me that this is not the case:

St. Michael’s is actually a trucking company, not a truck stop. They had one of those half-sized billboards (at least there was last year and for several years prior to that) pretty close to Memphis, actually—I want to say it was somewhere between the Loosahatchie and Jackson, but maybe it was on the other side of Jackson and I misremember. The trucking company’s headquarters, though, were off quite a ways, you’re right, down by the river. I’ve seen the trucks before, they have yellow Kenworth tractors with St. Michael smiting Satan on the side.

He is right, of course. I did know, vaguely, of the St. Michael Motor Express trucking line, having seen their rigs on the highway. I didn’t know that they were headquartered in my mother’s hometown of Jackson, Tennessee. And, as I say, I really thought that there was a truck stop, too, and it is with sadness that I realize that it was never so.

But I’m never too sad to sing! Everybody sing!

Oh, there’s 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 wheels on a big rig!

Holy truckin . . .
[Rating: 89 out of 100]

Call ‘em up for all your divinely-protected heavy-transportation needs.

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