When I was driving truck, I lived in a house that a bank owned just for the property. The rent was $50/mo. for a one bedroom. There were two one bedrooms in the upstairs, and a two bedroom apt downstairs. There was an old garage out back. One day, I climbed over the partition from one of the open stalls to see what was locked up in the one locked stall. Yep... a pristine Model A. By the time I’d finished the title search, someone had broken down the door and towed it off... I have no doubt to this day it was a government employee.
Your Mother will be right over Glock. She thanked me for calling...
Have a friend that bought an old shop for his brother. the owner had locked it down for hurricane Carla (early 60s) and never came back.
It still had the old metal oil cans, still full of oil, and a wealth of Harley parts.