My interest in Corvettes started at the very beginning.
In the early fifties I was seven years old when my Dad, who was a tool and die maker, came home from a business trip and brought me a plastic model Mercedes 125 racer, it was my favorite. I had never seen one race and quizzed him about the details. He told me about the Mercedes, but then he mentioned that he had just visited Bob Morrison's company in Ashtabula Ohio, MFG, where he saw molds of a real car made from plastic, full size. I was blown away.
He told me it was a "secret" car that nobody knew about, and maybe someday we could see one after it was all put together.
I don't know the date, but just before the first "plastic" Chevy came out, my Dad and I were down at the Chevy dealer's (who was one of my Dad's friends) garage. In the back was a white 53' they were getting ready for the showroom that week. I sat in it, looked at the "Three!" Carbs, and was sure it was the fastest thing ever.
No amount of pleading would get my Dad to consider buying one. "There's only two seats. Where would you Mom and Sister sit?". That settled it, it would be another twenty years before I got my first one, a Split Window coupe. But that's another story.
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