Realizing A Towing Business In Pittsburg

I owe the success of my towing business in Pittsburg to a monumental incident in my life not so long ago.

Late one night about three years ago, I was driving up the Bay Area from Sunnyvale to Wright going through Pleasant Hill with my wife asleep beside me, when all of a sudden our old Safari broke down in the middle of the road. It just sort of sputtered and died and rolled off thankfully toward the side of the road. It was in the dead of night, and we were stuck in the middle of a place we were not familiar with. Pleasant Hill is not a bad place by any account, but we didnt know anyone from there and our cell phones were dead so we had no way to contact anyone about where we were, let alone how to help us.

I let my wife sleep inside the car and decided to walk to the last house I passed by before we broke down. It was dark inside but I needed help so I knocked on the door quite softly as to not scare the sleeping people inside the house, just loud enough to wake them up. I knocked at the door for a good ten minutes before I decided to move on to the other house down the street. I noticed the houses in Pleasant Hill were all unbelievably pleasant. Almost artificially so. I remember passing by Walnut Creek and liking the areas open spaces, the hills just rolling on and on and on to the horizon. Concord was okay, but a bit barren from what my wife and I saw through the increasingly darkening California sky. Its mainly a commuter town, so there arent that many commercial places, but not much work either.

Its really interesting how all these towns and cities connect to each other in the map, like puzzle pieces, like Walnut Creek connecting to Pleasant Hill fitting into Martinez but not before snuggling into Concord that clings on to Pittsburg that goes hand in hand with Antioch. One can theoretically open a business here, like maybe an auto club towing service or motorcycle towing services which is what my wife and I needed back then. Operating a long distance auto towing business and servicing counties and cities and towns all over can certainly be lucrative. Was that too much to wish for? We all need such things at least once in our lives.

I caught myself thinking and realized I had been knocking at the door for fifteen minutes, to no avail. I realized my wife could be awake by now and panicking, thinking maybe something bad happened to me. I decided to walk back to the Safari and to my wife and tell her about our predicament. After five minutes of brisk walking, I found the Safari empty: my wife wasnt there. I panicked and searched the bushes around me, looked behind the trees. The sun was already coming up. It was when I called out her name that I found her lying on a grassy incline of the hill where we were stranded. She called out to me and I followed the sound of her voice and I ran and I ran expecting to see her injured not expecting to see what I saw: I saw my wife lying on the grass, laughing, her arms stretched up towards me. Calmer, I walked towards her and hugged her tight.

We need to get the Safari towed, I told her.

I know. Its okay, she assured me. She pointed to something past my head, and I turned to look. The sun was slowly rising up from the hills and the clouds, bathing all of Contra Costa County with its warm glow, all of Walnut Creek and Pleasant Hill and Martinez and Concord and Pittsburg and Antioch, with all of their husbands and wives and stuck trucks and their 24-hour towing service just out of reach, just there, waiting.