Originally posted by Oggyflute
Debbie, to be honest I'm just not sure I could ever do that. I'd end up depressed for weeks I think.
Terry was extremely....well....shall we say....cranky(?)....last night and I think that's because it's starting to sink in that he's really going to have to sell his also if we're to stick to our plan - and that's depressing him. He's had a Corvette in the garage since 1971! - so this is all much harder on him than it is on me. I will miss the car, but there's just no room for Corvettes in the motorhome, and it's impractical to haul them around behind the motorhome. So......

Karen, first of all Corvettes were Terry's hobby first, but since I'm an awful passenger, it just made sense for me to get my own. I have no problem driving 140 mph, but put me in the passenger seat of a car going 140 mph and I become a basket case thinking I'm going to die any minute now. I think it's the being in control factor. Also, I'm not a "sit on the sidelines" kind of person and when we'd go to the track, I couldn't stand to just sit there and watch everyone else have fun - I wanted to be having that fun also, so I did. Not only that, but there is no way I could drive Terry's car. You know if anything was ever going to happen to it, it would happen while I was driving, so rather than having that hanging over me, I just got my own.

The poster was relatively easy to make. Just copied and pasted pictures onto a blank page and save the entire thing in a picture format. I then took that picture on a floppy disk to a printer who was able to enlarge it (keeping the qulity of the pics) and print it on poster board. I would be glad to see what I could come up with for you....if you don't need it right away that is. Things are just so hectic around here lately.

Thanks everyone. Last night I went through all my paperwork to figure out what the new owner would get, what I was going to keep and what was going in the garbage. The hard part was when I went out to the car to get any personal effects out of it. I walked into the garage and all the memories came flooding back. Had to just sit for awhile to give the LES time to clear up before I could continue. At first I thought the guy was an idiot because he wanted to know if I'd deliver the car to him - and he doesn't live that far away! But now I'm glad he wants it delivered so I have one last chance to drive it.