The junkyard was indeed very large. For two hours, I moved from one spot to another without lingering at any one place too long. Part of the reason for the haste was the threat of rain, indeed it occasionally sprinkled. Among the very large number of vehicles, and a large number of photographs I took, I have picked several because they captured my eye and imagination. The GM car with its stacked headlights (probably a Pontiac) was the summary of that era styling. There was a white Thunderbird with highly designed lines, and a Gremlin was perched on top of a container commensurate with its name. Below that was a blue VW bug, which has changed very little over the years. Some car bodies were totally rusted, even the grass around them looked rusty.
There were a couple of Cadillac bodies, a red one, and a blue one. The fins stood out as the dramatic reminders of that era, I guess the 1960s. Tucked behind a row of newer cars was a green Chrysler that still had a strong presence. I remembered riding on similar cars serving as dolmuş (jitney) in Istanbul many times. On the way out, we were allowed to enter a fenced-in area where there were a couple of more Cadillacs and a red Dodge truck. Having photographed the two Caddies before, I did not focus much on the black one there. I believe it was a 1959 or 1960 with very high fins that had two tail-lights on either side of the fin making it look like a spaceship. The red Dodge had a lot of character and I photographed it from different angles.
Afterward, we thanked Roland, the proprietor of the junkyard who allowed me to take one photograph of him given that I was not from the FBI or the CIA. I assured him that I was neither. He grinned, I photographed, we left.