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Me and the 1st Corvette


June 30 1953 The first production Corvette rolls off the assembly line at Chevrolet Plant Number 35, near Flint, Michigan. Sticker price: just over US$3000. Assembly line worker Tony Kleiber has the honor of driving the first Corvette off the assembly line.

Same day 9:18 am Hazel Park, Michigan: Baby boy (a surprise to both Clyde and Venna Jewell) Michael David is born.

Both the Corvette and Michael have gone through a lot of changes since their debut. The Corvette seems to be getting faster and more expensive every production year. As for me, I seem to be getting a bit slower and more expensive to maintain.

In fact I was looking at an old man's feet the other day, their ugly nails, and pail features only to realize that they were on the end of my legs! I hadn't noticed how wrinkly they had become. While Rich and Susan were with us, I was playing Capture the Flag with the youth group only to have my left calf explode in pain. I thought that someone had kicked me really hard but as I turned around to ask why they had kicked me I noticed that no one was anywhere around! My leg had poop out all by it self! I had just completed three weeks of physical therapy for my elbow surgery, an injury also acquired during a teen activity. I think that the Lord is trying to tell me something, either get in shape or get out of the youth group! What's a 54 year old doing in the youth group anyway?

I know exactly what that 54 year old was doing. Just what God wanted him to do! On that June day in 1953 Clyde and Venna had no idea that their little baby would one day end up as a missionary in Brazil. But he did, thank the Lord. Should he take care of himself? Yes. Should he stop working with the youth group? NO! In fact we are going to have a party at our house tonight. The youth group is invited. Will I be playing capture the flag? Not tonight.

Today is also Annie's 25th birthday! Will she have her baby (Gabriel) today? Hope so. Wouldn't that be neat!

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  1. Happy Birthday Mike and Annie! It's our anniversary today (28 years!).

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