There was a day I didn’t drink coffee, but now I wonder if I could really live without it. And Mrs. Griz is the same way. The cupboards can be empty; but if we still have coffee, we’re OK. I got hooked when I started driving truck cross country. Though I had driven big trucks locally since I was 19, I took a job driving long-haul while serving a small church in northeast Nebraska. I believe I was about 30 or 31 at the time — how did I ever survive that long without coffee? When I started at the new job, I drove team with another driver. We would leave northeast Nebraska on Sunday afternoon, deliver part of our load of frozen steaks in Denver, Colo., during the wee hours of Monday morning and the balance of our load in Missoula, Mont., in the early hours of Tuesday. Then we would bounce on over to Pocatello, Ida., or somewhere near there, to load potatoes later in the day. After a good meal, we would be off with a full load of spuds and deliver them in Omaha, Neb., or somewhere in Iowa on Thursday. We’d usuall
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Opinion, Pages 6 on 11/28/2012
Print Headline: I may be hooked on coffee but I'm not addicted