Randall (Randy) Franklin Livingstone

August 15, 1962 – January 16, 2006

Memorial on Driver of the Week - December 2006

Trucker Radio

Randall Livingstone was a professional driver from 2001 until January of 2006. Randy was my husband for almost 16 years and the father to our three children. Randy had a heart attack while sitting in the seat of the truck and died instantly. He had an angel who helped guide him safely off the road without harming a soul.

I am writing this tribute today for him because I miss him so much and want people to learn two things. How absolutely wonderful my husband was and how short life can be.

Randy went back to school at the age of 38 to get his class 1 drivers license so that he could fulfill a childhood dream of driving a big rig. While in school, his mother passed away unexpectedly and suddenly. Even amidst this devastating time in his life, he still passed his written exams with flying colors and passed the driving test with no errors the first time he took it.

He drove for several companies in his 5 year career, his last position being for Timmer Trucking through Arnold Bros. Transport. He loved to drive and took his job very seriously. He took the term, "professional transport operator" quite literally and absolutely never referred to himself as just a trucker.

He loved his children and spent time on the phone with them, brought them home little treats from the road and spent so much time hugging and hanging out with them when he was home. He was a wonderful father and a kind and loving husband. He had a kind of patience that I could only dream of, and a sense of humour that you would never forget.

I wrote this poem in 2003 after he left on one of his 2 week trips.

He's gone again
His bags are packed
and sitting by the door
He's showered, shaved
and pressed and dressed

The children are playing
quietly on the floor
I sigh and wish
he didn't have to go

Logs books? Check
Thermos? Check
Munchies? Brush? Pillow?
Check, check, check

The parting ritual
has become so routine
I wonder why
it still hurts so much

Daddy says 'Time to go'
The kids run over
smothering him with
Hugs and Kisses

'Love you dad!'
'Love you daddy!'
Their voices echo
in my mind

I hold him close
and breathe deeply
I don't want to forget
how he feels and smells

I say
Drive safe
Call often
I'll miss you

As my knight
heads off
for the open road...
yet again.

Never forget how short life can be. Treasure the loved ones in your life as often as you can and you will have no regrets.

Randy, we miss you so much.

Your loving wife and children.

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