Monica McTye

President

I was born a Corvette girl at five years old! My Dad's friend, William, had to show my Dad his brand new red C3. I wasn't the same after that! Then in 1984, while living in San Francisco, the love was reinforced. My favorite Great Aunt, Mary, had a white C3. I always new she was cool but it was confirmed when I saw her with The White Beauty. I wanted to be just like her! Thirty years later, an Artic White C7 was in my garage. Nine years later, an Artic White C8 was in the garage too. I am a Corvette girl!

Janice Hitchye

Vice President

I have always been a sports car driver. Out of all the sports cars I have owned nothing compares to a woman sporty Corvette! I fell in love with VETTES, when I saw a lady driving a pretty yellow Corvette. I said, "I would look good in that!" So I stayed focused and worked my butt off at a young age. Soon I would purchase my sporty Corvette. I bought my first Corvette at the age of 35 years old. Once I had taken ownership of that jet black beautiful tee top Corvette, I knew I was gonna stay a Corvette owner!

Rhonda Echols

Treasurer

The year 2005 marked the beginning of my love affair with Corvettes. The roar of the engine and the thrill of the speed captivated me, sparking a dream that I never thought would come true. I often joked that I'd love to own one by the time I turned 65, but never imagined it would happen. Then, two years ago, I was blessed with a C7 Stingray as a retirement gift from my son. It was an incredible surprise and I absolutely love my C7. Thank you, son, for making your mom a Corvette girl!

Starla Potter

Secretary

I became a Corvette girl simply because the Corvette was the only car to ALWAYS get my attention. If I was outside conversing or doing anything, and a nice looking Corvette drove by, I would immediately stop whatever it is I was doing to turn my head to look at it. I have always been fascinated by Corvettes and I still lose my train of thought and get all excited inside when a nice Corvette drives by. I also might add, that I am not easily fascinated. This doesn't happen when a Benz, Lexus, or other nice cars drive by. This is how I knew the Corvette was the car for me.