Abandoned Automobiles

I love old abandoned cars, especially the ones that are out in some isolated area with nothing else around them, just sitting there. A million thoughts go through my mind, "If only the car could tell its story." What about all the families that it hauled around to the store, to church, on vacations? Where has it been? What about all the times people made wild passionate love in it. So many things the car could tell. I've always wanted to take along a time machine and run it back in time next to the car and just be an invisible observer to see what the car has endured the years it has been sitting there. The first bullet hole. Who were the people who came and stripped it of its dignity and for what reason?

As a boy, I grew up in a small logging town in Oregon. We used to ride around the back roads around the town and find old abandoned cars, take parts off them, and add a few more bullet holes into them. All those wonderful stories that the cars will never tell.

How about this '41 Nash Ambassador? For years, once a year, I've driven across Oregon on Highway 20 and several miles west of the Gap Ranch there lies this old Ambassador. What brought it to here? Twenty years ago when we drove out across the Oregon High Dessert, the Gap Ranch actually had abandoned buildings and corrals. They are all gone today, and in fact if it wasn't for the sign "Gap Ranch" you'd never know there had ever been a ranch there. Yet the '41 Nash lays there alongside the road like a tombstone of ancient times.

What about this '35 Plymouth/Dodge just south of Seneca, Oregon on Highway 395? How did it get there? From the looks of it, it has been there for years. There it sits. Did a young couple have their first loving experience in the back seat of it? Who were the car's different owners?