I awoke this morning and was momentarily shocked when I
looked at my watch and saw that it was 8:45AM.
We usually try to be on the road around 9:00AM but that would not happen
this morning. Carol Ann told me she let me sleep in because there was no reason to rush. We would push our departure time out to
10:00AM, but we were in the Eastern Standard Time Zone and would pass into the
Central Time Zone not long after getting back on the road. So, you could say that we would still be able
to leave around 9:00AM.
As we were driving through the Chattanooga metro area we saw
a highway directional sign for the “INTERNATIONAL TOWING & RECOVERY MUSEUM.” I wish that we could have taken the time to
stop and check it out because I would never in a million years expect there to be such a
museum. I wondered if it might be some
kind of “bubba” museum and decided to Google it once we were stopped for the
day.
There was nothing else of note to mention in regard to the
drive today. We did not decide on where
we would stop until 1:00PM (CST) when we pulled off of I-59 for lunch. Carol Ann wanted to eat at the Waffle House
but they don’t usually have parking lots suitable for RV parking. There were several other restaurants at that
exit if we did have to pass on the Waffle House due to lack of parking space. We drove by the Waffle House and knew
immediately there was no chance of parking there. I had to continue past it and look for
something else. There was a lot of
traffic and we were not seeing anyplace suitable. I noticed a small strip shopping center
coming up on the right and decided to pull into the parking lot and
turn around. There was nothing but highway beyond it and I had no idea
how far I might have to drive before finding another place to turn around. There was a one-lane drive for entering the
lot and a one-lane drive for exiting the lot.
Each lane was wide enough for only one vehicle and they were lined with
concrete curbs. I took advantage of a
break in the traffic and pulled out wide to the left so that I could make the right-hand turn
without running over the curb. At the
right of the entrance, where it met the street, lay a folded (or collapsed)
temporary highway sign. I don’t know
what the sign said because it was laying face down.
By the time I had committed to the turn with no way to abort I realized that I was going to come uncomfortably close to running over the sign. The motorhome cleared it just fine and so did the front
wheel of the tow car. Unfortunately, one of the car's rear wheels rode right over the sign. I
parked in an empty section of the parking lot and while Carol Ann made lunch I
went outside to check on the car. No
damage thank goodness. I didn’t go look at
the sign. I just pretended that it never
happened.
While eating lunch we checked the maps and GPS and decided
to stop for the day in Meridian, MS, which is somewhat further than I had
expected to drive. However, as I said when we began our odyssey, there is absolutely
nothing between Tuscaloosa, AL (not far enough) and Meridian (further than we
had wanted) so we elected to go on to Meridian.
The weather was partly cloudy most of the day except for
several insignificant and short-lived showers, the kind that make you wonder if it
would be worth the trouble to turn on the wipers. We did get some fairly hard rain about an
hour before we reached Meridian but it stopped prior to pulling into the RV
park at 3:00PM. No one was in the office
and their phone went unanswered so we just picked out a site and setup
housekeeping. I was on the way back to the
office to leave a note when the manager pulled up. The site we chose was OK and I paid her for
one night.
I Googled the International Towing & Recovery Museum (internationaltowingmuseum.org). The museum was started 20 years ago by a
small group of towing and recovery professionals and now has 675 members. The museum has exhibits of tow trucks and
towing equipment dating back to 1916 plus hundreds of photographs. It also includes a library, theater, and, of
course, a gift shop. I expected to find
some kind of “bubba” outfit, but this place is for real and appears to be a
first class operation. They are very
serious about honoring both the living and fallen members of
their vocation.
There is a Hall of Fame to which inductees are nominated for
their many contributions to the towing and recovery industry, their families, and their communities. This year’s nine Hall
of Fame inductees will be honored at the Double Tree Hotel of Chattanooga on
September 21, 2013 with a full weekend of celebratory activities. There are currently 285 HOF members.
The Wall of the Fallen is on the outside grounds and features names engraved on plaques to permanently record and commemorate those involved in fatalities in the towing & recovery industry. The Wall was dedicated on September 9, 2006 and now contains 273 names. Who would have thought? Next time you see a tow truck working on the highway be sure to slow down and give it plenty of room.
The Wall of the Fallen is on the outside grounds and features names engraved on plaques to permanently record and commemorate those involved in fatalities in the towing & recovery industry. The Wall was dedicated on September 9, 2006 and now contains 273 names. Who would have thought? Next time you see a tow truck working on the highway be sure to slow down and give it plenty of room.
1 comment :
Always learn something new every time I read your blog. Safe travels, Carol S.
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