My wife has a Chevy pickup, and one day, when she forgot to lock it when parked in our driveway, someone stole the ashtray (it was full of coins). The new replacement was expensive, so she went to a parts lot.

Two guys who were customers there - working on getting their own parts - treated her like she was royalty, finding the same year-model-color pickup, and even pulling the tray from the truck dashboard for her! It matched the dashboard color in her truck!

Like friend Dennis, I too have spent time in a wrecking yard.

One time broke my heart - a new Mustang with about 80 miles on the clock, and a telephone pole size dent in the side that would have killed anyone who was sitting in the right seat.

I wonder how many million dollars the parts in this picture would be worth today.

1934 Airflow?

Junk after only 7 years.

Many's the time I wandered a place just like this until I found what I was looking for; took it off the wreck and lugged it up front to pay, much like the guy in the coveralls in the center of the pic!

One time, with help, I rolled a sedan over to pull the rear axle and left it looking much like car front left!

Good times!

Still salvaging autos.

Experiencing Temporary Overload ... check back in 1946.

I wonder how many of these vintage car lover's dreams ended up in scrap drives.