Eating on the Road

I don't know about the rest of the world; but I certainly find it difficult to eat "right" according to all the major health organizations. In particular, I find it difficult to even eat the recommended servings of fruits and vegetables that we're supposed to have every day. I mean, when you're eating all that restaurant food, how easy is it to eat properly. Yeah.. yeah...I know it's possible. But, that's another layer of work on top of a busy schedule already. About 10 years ago, I was introduced to a way I could get all the fruits and vegetables I was supposed to eat in a capsule. What a discovery! All I had to do was swallow some capsules each morning and evening with a glass of water. I can do that!

But, you know, I discovered something else. I seldom get sick anymore. I mean I seldom even catch a cold. And, when you're traveling all over the world, or even around the United States, meeting all sorts of people with all sorts of ailments, I think that's amazing. I don't mess with the flu shots or any of the rest of that stuff. All I do is take those capsules.

After doing some research, I discovered that this product is supported and recommended by some pretty impressive people in the medical field. I'm talking about people like Richard E. DuBois, MD who specializes in Infectous Diseases and is Chief of Internal Medicine at Atlanta Medical Center. I, also, discovered that the many health benefits of these encapsulated fruits and vegetables have been have been demonstrated through numerous independent clinical research studies conducted in leading hospitals and universities by investigators in the United States, England, Australia, Austria, Italy, and Japan. Furthermore, I discovered that the clinical research on this form of fruit and vegetables has been written up in peer-review journals like The Journal of American College of Cardiology. I'm impressed.

Oh...yeah... the name of this fruits and vegetables in a capsule is Juice Plus. It's an American based company with worldwide distribution. I invite you to discover this product for yourself. Man... look at the information and research yourself. Then you decide if you've discovered something that will fit your lifestyle. All I can tell you is "it works for me!"

Welcome Aboard!

I'd like to welcome all aboard who find this blog to be of interest. I am blessed to be in a position at this point in my life when traveling is not only part of my job, but also what I do for fun. I have been many things in my life. Most recently, I have been an owner and operator of a truck. I am currently leased to United Van Lines in Fenton, Missouri. My parents retired to Port Townsend, Washington. Thus, I use their home address to establish home address, or the place where I get my mail. I have two brothers, two sisters, a daughter and three grandchildren. As a child, I grew up traveling because of my father's work. No, he wasn't military. He worked for an international company which has since been absorbed into an even larger conglomerate. Though I was born in California, I spent ten years as a young child in South Africa (when it was still part of the United Kingdom). In fact, all of my brothers and sisters were born there. During the time that my father worked in South Africa, we made trips back to the United States for various reasons. So, I had the opportunity to travel roundtrip between Capetown, South Africa and New York by ship. The ship stopped at Saint Helena Island to drop off supplies. For those of you not familiar with Napolean's history, this is the island to which he was banished. It is a thousand miles from any other shoreline in the African continent. As a 5-year old boy, I had the opportunity to stand on the shell of a live tortouise that was on the island at the same time as Napolean. It was over a hundred years old at that time. When I was 8-years old, I had the opportunity to visit the Brussels World Fair. So, you can see, my life began as somewhat of a gypsy. We returned to the United States when I was eleven. Though we did move around in the country some in the ensuing years, we never did travel and live overseas again. But, it was a part of me that was always missing. The early years had ingrained in my that syndrome called "itchy feet." I am most comfortable when traveling.

I did get the opportunity to travel some more when I joined the U.S. Navy. After bootcamp and service school (training for those of you who haven't been in the military), I was stationed in Rota, Spain. This was an enjoyable time in my life. Having been brought up in what was then a "British" country, it was comfortable being back where the European attitudes of my youth were once again prevalent. After two years in Spain, I was transferred back to the United States. After completing by time with the Navy, I settled in southern California.

For almost thirty-two years, the only time I left the country was to go to British Columbia a couple of times after my parents retired to Washington. I spent twenty-four of those years in a variety of jobs. The longest job was with a large water district as a purchasing agent. But, always there was a restlessness in my soul. After raising a daughter and getting a divorce, I moved up to Washington. It was at that point that I returned to driving trucks (a job I had done for a very short period of time right after getting out of the Navy). It gave me the opportunity to travel again. I have been in all 48 states in the continental U.S. and most of the Provinces of Canada that border this country. I went through a variety of stages and companies in the trucking business. Eventually, I ended up in my current position as a truck owner and operator leased to United Van Lines Special Commodities Division.

About two years ago, I signed up on one of the websites that introduces you to ladies from eastern Europe. Initially, it was more of a lark then a serious search for a partner. I saw it as a way to reconnect to the European attitudes that I knew in my formative years. Well, I guess the Lord knew what he was doing, because it opened a door that changed my life dramatically. I had just placed a picture of me in my United Van Lines t-shirt and almost shoulder length hair. I wrote a short biography. I started receiving letters from some of the ladies. It was probably about six months before I received a letter from a lady in Ukraine with whom I felt almost immediately comfortable (even before meeting her in person). It was the impetus for me to once again leave the United States and travel. After returning from the first trip to meet this wonderful lady, I told my family that there would never be another year that I didn't travel outside this country at least once (unless I was bedridden). And it has been true. I have made four subsequent trips to Ukraine to visit a lady who has become my best friend. I also made a trip last year to Australia to be the best man at a wedding for a man and women who I met during my first trip to Ukraine.