Last night, Mom sent me a collection of photos taken by my uncle in 1967. The photos are of Mom, Dad and my grandparents at my grandparent’s place in San Juan, a neighbourhood smack in the dead center of Manila, where I lived from 1972 to 1975. A couple of the photos showed Grand-dad’s sweet rides, one of which was the Corvette pictured below.
I remember getting rides to school in the Corvette from my uncle, a racing enthusiast, who lead-footed the short distance between home and school in an exciting run down San Juan’s narrow streets. The car was sold after we moved to Canada; I hope it’s still alive and kicking somewhere.
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