Phone Calls From Grimsby

written about a now defunct truck stop about halfway from Toronto to Fort Erie

Daddy, we’re at a place called The Fifth Wheel,

Mommy says we’ll be less than an hour

The flight was fun; PJ got a nosebleed.

The lemon pie here is big and sour.

 

Hi Mom, yeah I’m calling from The Fifth Wheel;

The traffic is okay but I needed to stop.

I had a fight with my college roommate.

I’m looking for some munchies in their shop.

 

Hey Sweetheart, I pulled in at The Fifth Wheel.

The conference was outstanding; I missed you.

How was the baby for the past two days?

Just grabbing a drink and a fill-up too.

 

Boss, we had to pull in at The Fifth Wheel.

Some kids were begging for a washroom break;

I convinced the teachers we could stop here.

Back to school before home time? Piece of cake!

 

Kids, tell Poppa I’m safe at The Fifth Wheel.

This falling snow has become really bad;

Getting the truck here has reassured me.

In less than an hour, I’ll be so glad.