Bobby Bare wrote a song called Yard Full of Rusty Cars.. Its about a man with a yard fully of rusty cars..
If this man with this yard full of rusty cars and Americans foundation passing away would have talked to us. I think this song would have described him to a T.
The Appalachian region, Moonshine and Gasoline gave us the birth of the hot rod. So Hot rods and rust yea U-turn.
When we pulled up, I guess he had got word that someone near who also sold Americana. Had just sold somethings. So we were greeted by y'all them boys that just bought down the road. Na sir just a dude with a friend and a camera going to look for a eagle. That really like rust..
He let us walk the lot, with a watchful eye. No words really , and no info on how or why this started. I offered to him buy beer before leaving. Which I think broke ground because we got a smile and a that's mighty kind but not needed.
To me nothing screams America rural south to me more then a yard full of rusty cars.
