When I was a kid I filled our little 3 acre farmette up with old cars. Every so often my Mom would make me get rid of a few, and there was this junkman I would call. He was a black man, and would come with his wife and about 5 kids. His truck was a big old stake bed with no back on it, and his "technique" for getting the cars into the bed was a little unorthodox.

You have to picture this: He would position his truck between the junk car and a big old tree (we had tons of trees on the property) He would jack the front of the junker way up in the air and hook a chain to the front of it, which he would pass over the bed and through a hole in the front of the bed. He then tied the end of the chain to a tree. Now the junk car was firmly chained to the tree, with the truck in between. He would rev up the truck and run backwards at full speed, and the tethered car would catapult onto the bed of the truck, at which time his wife and kids would run up and shove it the rest of the way in.

Every time I had him coming my buddies would all show up to watch this spectacle, as it was the funniest, most amazing thing we had ever seen.


Don