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I drove 500 miles to be with family, only for my father to call me an “em.bar.ras.s.ment” at the table. His reason? My truck.

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something worthy of it.

The early months were brutal. Finding reliable drivers. Managing contracts. Clients who doubted us because we were small. A driver quitting without notice. A shipment delayed by weather. Insurance premiums that made my stomach clench. I lost a major client once because they decided we were “too new.” That night I sat in my office continue reading …

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