People who let rare cars rot.

Way back many years ago I was driving down a back country Missouri road and of I see an old farmhouse, and right there I spot what looked like a '71 B body, hummmmm, maybe a RoadRunner, maybe a decent old car and maybe it is for sale at a reasonable price???? Maybe never know. I drive up the lane to the old house and car, and I see it is running and some old looking guy sitting in it. Yep it sure looks like a 71 RR and has some patina, the old farmhouse looks like it came from the civil war, lots of patina! I get out of my pickup and strike up a conversatipn. I tell him I am a Mopar lovers have a few, and his old bird sounds pretty good.
He gives me the story of how he came to own it, we talked of some of the good times he had with the car, how he brought his kids home from the hospital when they were born in the RR , how they grew up and moved away, how his wife used to love the trip to town and the grocery store they made every couple weeks, how she had passed 10 years prior.... we talked and talked, and he just sat there listening to it idling and it sounded pretty good. I bragged on his old car, and he tells me how he comes out and starts it every week and just sits there hearing it run. He tells me how it used to sit under an old lean to of the old barn, but it was about to fall down and he moved it out there years ago, he tells me how he is too old and woreout to build a shed for it, no one on to help him do it, hates it to sit out in the snow. He says he can't drive it anymore, he has some sight issues. A neighbor lady does is shopping and takes him if he has to get somewhere.
I said lets take it down the road and "blow it out" I bet it could use it. So we do and he is so damned excited. It needed some tune up but it ran OK, sorta.
I asked him if he had anything we could use for a shed and he said yes old tin of the barn that fell over. I told I can put up a roof over it one afternoon easy. I told him it would be a coupe of weeks but I would be back. When I returned a few weeks later, he was not there. The next trip there I could find no one home, the old RR as not there, so I and asked a neighbor and said he had passed one night in his sleep.