My affection for Vettes started when I was 8 years old racing my brother on his Aurora AFX track! I always took the really cool C3!! As I grew up and during high school, I bought an old Pontiac Lemans and later, picked up my Chevelle SS396. Vettes were still merely a dream for me as I was always told how expensive parts were and how high insurance was.
Fast forward to 1984. One of my best friends bought an early 80s 2 tone silver gray coupe. I almost fell down as he bought and sold this car in such a short anount of time. What a sin!!
Then came the Army, marriage, children (need I say more??). I kept collecting my Corvette hot wheels and matchbox cars. My dream went further and further distant, as I even had to sell the Chevelle for necessities when my second daughter needed heart surgery days after birth in 1994.
Then came the new house in 2001(need I say more). Bazillions (at least it seemed like it) of dollars later, my 2 car garage housed our home gym and myriad of bicycles and outdoor kids toys.
Fast forward to late 2002 - then came the war. My reserve unit was activated as we were part of the 101st's deployment force and we were in the desert shortly after new years 2003. A Corvette was the furthest thought from my mind.
Coming home from the desert, I finally pulled the trigger. I looked at my wife and said I wanted something to show for finally answering the call after 23 years of service. Early 2004, still on active duty, I found The Baby. Bought her and brought her home. The wife said, "you'll get all into this thing for a couple of years, get bored and sell it. Waste of time".
This time it's different. This car has many meanings to me. Every time as I dust her off and start her up, change the oil or anything else, I think of my family that sacrificed so much while I was away, my brothers overseas that I served with, my brothers that did not come home, my love for this country, my 8 year old dreams, my best friend (and we still talk), how good it feels to hear the old lady say "lets take the little blue car to dinner", my kids washing her on a hot summer day,
and the family I have grown to be part of here at C3VR. I could go on and on.
There is so much meaning in this car, it is now impossible to let go.
Well, off to the mall with the kids to kill some time. Later, I'll dust off the baby, warm her up, say a prayer for the troops kiss the wife and catch up with all of you.
Happy Sunday
Luke
LukesVette2007-02-25 19:40:56