Tow truck Wes

01/07/2026

A little something from last night

01/07/2026

A little witch out action from last night

12/12/2025

12/11/2025

Look closely at the rain-streaked darkness, past the harsh glare of the flashing lights. You are seeing a man who is utterly alone, yet surrounded by a thousand potential dangers.
​He is hunched low, his head bowed against the downpour and the relentless wind created by the traffic howling past. The reflection of the red and blue emergency lights in the slick asphalt are his only company—a silent, desperate prayer for safety.
​In this frozen moment, he is not just securing a broken vehicle; he is carrying the weight of his own vulnerability. He is thinking of the family waiting at home, of the near-miss he had last week, and the knowledge that every time he steps onto that white line between 12 and 6 AM, he is betting his life on the awareness of strangers.
​This is the hidden toll of service: the constant, quiet fear. But beneath that fear is an unwavering dedication. He stays because someone out there is cold, scared, and stranded, and he is the only light they have left. His courage isn't the absence of fear; it's the commitment to work anyway, securing that chain, one agonizing, necessary wrench turn at a time.
​He is the lifeline in the loneliest part of the night.
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12/10/2025

Happy hump day!!!

12/08/2025

Been a busy weekend time to wind down

12/08/2025

Been a busy weekend participating in the town Christmas parades with the family and friends