At the beginning of every college year all of the new kids move into Boston. They inevitability take there rented moving vans into storrow drive that has insanely low bridges. It's well marked. The place that regret rented trucks a block down from the old shop would park the wrecked ones from storrow drive right in the front of the lot. I had followed I don't know how many RVs under this bridges with passengers on the top pushing down antennas and satellite dishes moving at 2mph. Lol! https://www-bostonmagazine-com.cdn....cannot-drive-a-moving-truck-on-storrow-drive/ They also had a guy in a booth who's job it was too run out into traffic and try to stop the over size trucks from gioing into the Callahan tunnel. They lights and sirens, plus a guy who would run out there with flags to stop the trucks. I used to live directly over it. Took forever to figure out where the alarm Bell was coming from at random times. It came from the booth the guy sat in.
When I worked for Schlitz in Boston a new driver took one of our trucks under Mass Ave on Memorial Drive. Clearance was 9' and the truck was 12'6". Fully loaded truck, hadn't made it's first stop yet.
Allston Christmas. https://www.boston.com/news/local-news/2018/08/30/allston-christmas-boston-moving-permits-storrow When I'm driving north to Boston on Rt. 3 near Labor Day, as soon as I go through the Braintree split I see the overhead signs warning trucks to stay off of Storrow Drive. It should be a no brainer. Even if the trucks stop in time to avoid hitting the bridges, backing them up to where they can get off still messes up traffic. Before I started going to Loudon in 1981. I used to drive up to Boston in my International Travelall. I'd just cruise around with a cooler full of cold beer. People would run out and stop me, load up my truck with their stuff, tell me where to drive to and then unload the truck. I forgot how much money I'd collect but it was a good chunk of cash for just sitting in the driver's seat all day.
Ok for everyone’s entertainment... Pretty damned funny... watch the front wheels of the trucks... and the best are the campers and AC units.. Don’t spit your beer out...
My father, from a long dead wide spot in the road town in Missouri, told me about a rail car tipping over when he was in high school (circa 1955-57)full of Strohs... He then told me about having a case of the shits that didn't go away until the beer did. A local brewery keeps Strohs on tap for their "bad beer" and also as a Bloody Mary & boilermaker beer....he cringed when I took him there for a Sunday Bloody...at 79yrs old he had flashbacks.