I was trying to find George McClelland (Jean is his wife) who I thought was still in LA and part of the Orange County Porsche Club.
I wanted to show him some pictures of my car, given that he introduced me to Porches when he was still living in San Jose and I was in high school.
I just heard today that George passed away two years ago.
That is sad.
I’ll never know if this was the same George McClelland that I was trying to reach.
In the old days George's son Rex and I used to tear around San Jose in his Dad 356. He was actually a very good, but somewhat over the top, driver. Actually this guy wasn't happy unless he was in a full four wheel drift, which was most of the time, with me holding on for dear life.
He scared me so much in the hills around San Jose that I, for the longest time, didn't want to learn to drive in a competitive situation or have anything to do with a rally car.
I doubt anyone would have ever broken our Los Gatos to Santa Cruz (1:00AM) record, which was done before the dividers.
The fact that we never had an accident is still just amazing to me.
No wonder I'm so hard on my 17 year old.