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A Long Love Lost
Rick Reilly
December 10, 2001
She was the most beautiful thing I'd ever seen. We would go everywhere together—games, golf courses, long drives to nowhere at all. I'm sure my wife was insanely jealous, but this hottie was worth it.
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December 10, 2001

A Long Love Lost

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My wife looked at me as if I had said I'd boiled our three children and was now adding carrots. One sports car is all I get, she said. Sullen, I put the ' 61 Vette up for sale. Every guy who called about it said the same thing: "I've been looking for a '61 ever since the day I sold mine!"

"When was that?" I'd say.

"Twenty-two years ago."

She sold on eBay in eight days, and the next thing I knew a huge flatbed truck was idling in front of my house. I had to bundle her up as if I were sending a child away. I had to fasten on the hard top, which I'd never used. "She doesn't like to wear this," I protested to the truck driver as he pulled away, window closed.

It felt like somebody had stored my chest in dry ice. I went back into the garage and couldn't believe how empty it was, how ugly it was, how useless. I stood there, and, for a few seconds, I cried. I realized how stupid I was being and that there was only one thing I could do to get on with my life.

You know anyone who wants to sell a '61?

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