I have a dream my four little trucks will one day operate in a nation where they will not be judged by their color or size, but by the content of their cargo, the quality of their contract and their rate per mile. God has allowed me to go to the mountaintop. And I've looked over and I've seen the Promiseland! I may not get there with you, but I want you to know that we as expediters will get to the promised land. (Apologies to MLK, a true American hero and a man's man).