Every once in a while I hear someone complain about all the trucks on the road. After last week's storm, they may change their tune.
Last Sunday morning I came to town to join the breakfast club, and as I came down National the lot at Westar was totally full of big white trucks. In the parking lot just outside of the utilities entrance there were more trucks. On the sidewalk to the east was an inventory of cross bars and brackets that were going to be used to repair the damage from the storm.
Later as I left town and headed home, the entire south end of the parking lot at Wal-Mart was full of a fleet of trucks and cranes, as C.W. McCall would say in his song "Convoy -- rigs of every size."
It reminded me of what it must have been like in the old days watching the cavalry saddle up and get ready for the charge. That's exactly what they did as they and the other service trucks from other divisions came in to help and to push back the darkness that had descended on our town.
Before long, you'll see a lot more trucks with tree cutters, and the city's dump trucks picking up tree limbs throughout the city. Within a few days or weeks, we'll be back to normal. Now it's the right time to say thanks for all those men and women who worked non-stop to keep us safe and secure.