Remnants

As I travel along familiar roads through familiar areas of the country, I've encountered many derelict vehicles and deserted structures that I have come to think of as old friends waiting for me to pass by once a year or so. Eventually, most of these friends will disappear from my sight, torn down, burned down, or simply hauled away to some junkyard. 

When I reach the location where they once sat and discover them now gone, I do my best to search for remnants of the old hotel, grain elevator, or rusting vehicle and take a little piece of them home, where I mount them on appropriate wood bases as memorials to old friendships. 

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