How to Trust Again

When I was but a wee lad, I remember overhearing my dad talking to a good friend who owned a trucking business. Apparently, one of his truckers hadn’t paid attention to the height on an overpass and had destroyed the rig. For a six year old boy this was riveting stuff, as he described the process of getting that truck out from under the bridge.

I also remember Dad asking him if he had fired the driver. “Heck no”, he replied, “Why would I want another trucking company to benefit from th...