Afew years ago, Dad invited me to go to the Big Spring cow sale with him. He wanted me to drive so I could pull his fairly new stock trailer – the tan, 40-foot, triple-axle gooseneck trailer. (Not because he couldn’t, but because he liked it and he wanted me to like it, too.).All the pickups and trailers had been parked parallel to one another in the parking lot of the cow sale. He told me to park “over there.” He continued to instruct me and eventually had me stop perpendicular, in front of all the pickups and trailers, blocking ...