Thirty-five years ago,I timidly stepped into a school bus for my first drive with it.I did not expect to be at this job much longer than a year or two,yet now 35 years later,I am still driving and enjoying my job.Many children have passed through the bus doors,these have grown up and now have children of their own. I am seeing those children on my bus now.Who would have thought that this would happen.
MANY the miles that I have put in sitting in a vehicle like this one.
Many a wintery morning I have been greeted by this sort of scene. Ice all over the bus.At times like this I have to let it run a little longer to thaw the ice off before I drive.
Field trips have been part of each of those years.This one was to see the wind turbines in a near-by community.
It was a rainy,cold day,so I got to see this sort of view most of the day,while the teachers and children toured the area and got wet and cold.
I and two of my fellow drivers reached this milestone and at our annual Division Christmas Banquet were honoured and rewarded for these years of service.
Each of us got to pick our own gift,within a certain dollar amount.
This is what I chose. The back view. WSD stand for Western School Division.
Front view,complete with lots of sparkle. Sorry for my reflection in this one.
Western School Division has been good to me over the years. I plan on being employed with them for a few more years. No reason to quit my job when I'm still enjoying it.