I am pretty sure I can go back to that precise point where I got sucked into this industry and I am going to place that blame squarely on OOIDA Executive Vice President Todd Spencer.
From 1980-1986, I was a small-time news editor for the oldest weekly newspaper in Jackson County, MO, where
The film I developed recorded scenes he captured on the road. They were black and white. As I made prints in the darkroom, I studied the shots of snowy highways, old fuel pumps, somebody tarping a load.
Once he came by to get his photos and I asked about them. Blam. That was that point of nexus. It sealed my fate. In October 1987, Todd was off the road and working as the editor of Land Line. The magazine was growing and he needed help. That would be me.
The first couple of years I slaved away in a daze of tag axles and fuel waivers, a lowly reporter in a wildly complex camp. I somehow survived the