When my little girl was 4, we drove US 13 fm Norfolk, VA to Wilmington, DE. She didn’t want to sleep or read or sing. She had done all those things on previous trips. She made the “mistake” of asking me, “Daddy, what’s in that truck?” There it was, the opening to teach a great lesson. For the next two hours, our lesson revolved around the word INVENTORY.
Trucks move INVENTORY in every direction of our economy:
scrap steel goes south to a mill, steel rebar goes west to a construction site;
Wheat goes north from farm to mill, bread goes east to the supermarket;
Harvested trees move down the mountain, plywood goes up on a new roof;
And most importantly for her, a TOYS R US truck carried her toys to the store.
And EVERY turck that moves down the road has at least 100 employed people connected to it. Think about how many people are involved in getting the products above moved and processed, feeding the trucker, repairing the rig, maintaining the roads they drive on, refining, delivering, and selling the fuel in it.

My darling daughter still understands the importance of inventory and how it keeps people working. Working people by things and keep the cycle moving. Being a laid of state dept of transportation person, the first thing she asked me was why I lost my job. “Sweety, when other people aren’t working, they aren’t driving, when they’re not driving, they don’t buy as much gas, or find a way to avoid tolls.”
“Is that why there are less trucks on the road?” she asked.
My little girl will get her drivers license this summer.
She respects trucks and truckers.

A special salute to all my fellow fathers out there, especially to those who keep it moving down the road.

If you can read this, thank a teacher. If you can still read it in English, You’re Welcome
Deskpilot, AM(H)1 (AW), USN (Ret)

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