On my shelf and under the bed, sit many journals from years past. These are testimonials to the sun’s rising and setting during the year’s revolutions. The oldest testament is dated 1991. The most recent, is in progress, which means journals have been written for the past 17 years.
Last night, when the house was quiet and the darkness cool, I read these books from years past. Opening each to early June, I read of summer across the years. What struck me was that nature and our lives are ever changing, yet ever-constant. Ten years ago, one journal states, Corvette sales were slower than usual and we had a difficult health issue going on in our family. Yet notes also reveal the Adirondacks were as beautiful as ever.
A decade later, the health issue resolved (so far so good) and Corvette sales are steady, once again. We’re having difficulty going to our mountain retreat though, and I’ve only just read that lakes and streams are down in water level.
Grieve not, for the displaced years all have a mixture of happy and sad. In our 36 years in the automobile business we’ve learned, Corvettes don’t die they just relocate. And in June, Corvettes and sun loving people alike come alive in my decade old journal, as well as in our real time lives. That paradigm continues to be constant. For in the end we are all Corvette lovers and as such become “birds of the same persuasion.”
After reading about June in my previous notebooks, I begin to yearn for a sunny paradise lost. I read a passage further and realize one set of joys and problems are replaced by another, and I find peace. I share this message with you as June is here once again and must be lived. And what remains ever constant is that a small two-seater, a committed driver and passenger can always enjoy the highways of summer.
Donna Turner
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