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on June 16, 2010

While in high school I always dreamed of the day to get out of my hometown. I swore to never return, that it was boring and there was nothing to do. In the early 90’s i began my journey away from Pikeville. I attended Eastern Kentucky University where I enjoyed the best 8 years of my life (ok not quiet 8 years). From there I entered the working world and started to travel soon after that. It didn’t take me long to realize I really enjoyed traveling and the good pay plus sight-seeing while working wasn’t bad either. Early on I ended up in cities such as San Antonio, Dallas, Atlanta, Cleveland, Baltimore, Savannah and New York City. In New York I had the opportunity to work in Tower 2 of the World Trade Center for several weeks. My last day there was March 31, 2001.

I then took this traveling gig a step further and moved to different locations. I went into the automotive construction industry which lead me right to Jackson, MS where I helped build a Nissan plant. From there I spent several years in the early 2000’s in Detroit. I was on the construction team that built the Westin hotel at the airport as well as several construction projects at FORD and GM. My mother fell ill in September of 2003 and I promptly moved home and worked for a local engineering firm in Pikeville for several months (always hearing the calling of the road in the back of my head). My mother succumbed to Cancer on 12/24 of that year and early in 2004 I hit the road again, but I was a little reluctant because in the spring of 2004 something very magical happened… I met her. I walked in to Applebee’s in Pikeville with a good friend of mine for dinner. As we sat, chatting about old times, she walked in. It didn’t take me long to realize I wanted, I needed, to talk to this girl. So it made leaving the town I always wanted to leave a little more difficult to do. unfortunately the Pikeville job market is less than ideal in my field so in June of 2004 I hit the road again.

So from the Auto industry I went to the steel industry where I lived near Chicago in NW Indiana. I was up there for a couple of years all the while trying to plot my next move to get closer to home. I landed my next gig with TVA in Western Kentucky all the while thinking 5 hours wasn’t much closer to Pikeville than Chicago but at least I was in the bluegrass state. By this time I had married “her” and we had a little boy. From there I moved to the Knoxville area for almost 4 years and then it happened…

I was informed that Dominion, one of  the most successful Power companies in America was in search of a Senior Safety Specialist. The good news about this information is that the power plant that was in need of a Safety specialist is only an hour from home! So I went through the entire process and on June 14, 2010 I woke up in MY bed at MY house and kissed MY wife and MY little boy and went to work for Dominion. At the end of the day for the first time since I had my own family I had the opportunity to walk through the door at my house and hug my wife and little boy. That night we sat down for dinner together, we laughed, we talked about our day and I realized really fast what I had been missing. HOME.


3 responses to “Home

  1. Kayla says:

    So while you are sleeping in our bed and I sit our kitchen table reading this, I must say I have tears coming down my cheek. I love you and I am so happy to have you HOME. We have been through a lot over the years and I know in my heart the best is yet to come. Our love grows stronger everyday. I love you and thank you for making me the luckiest woman on earth.

  2. Johnny Cole says:

    It’s good to have you home buddy!!

  3. chad says:

    good read and when u were telling me about this the other day I was thinking the same thing….no brainer. Although you are 1 hour from work, you are home every night and that is most important.

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