As I start packing for Carlisle today, I got to thinking about the long journey to get Heaven to "The Greatest Corvette Show on Earth".
Sure, the journey started way back in 1967, through the various juvenile stunts of an early-20s hot car owner in the 1960s through Corvette club activities, drag, auto-cross and road-course racing, and eventually total boredom. Then, it was parked for about 20 years and pretty much forgotten.
Finally, along came the end of the house mortgage, some modest financial independence and some time freedom (although I still do work

).
So, once the decision was taken to revive ol' Heaven, the real journey began, and we went from this...
and this...
to heading for Carlisle in this...
It would have been so easy to have sold it years ago, but I hung on for some reason. :confused
Now, all these many years later, I'm a kid again.........sorry
Kid_Again.
So, my message is, hang on to your old Corvette. Even if you can't afford to do what you want with it today, some day you'll be able to.
At its lowest point, the car was probably worth less than a New York taxi after two years in the Bronx. It's worth a bit more today, but it was never really about the money. You can't buy this sense of accomplishment.
