- 1 dime
- 3 pennies
- 1 hornet’s nest in the passenger side of the rear door jamb - luckily, the hornet’s disappeared - probably somewhere near Kansas on the cross country trek
- cigarette butts in the back seat ashtrays
- 1 steak knife
- 1 Lee press on nail, french tip, probably the pinky
- 1 tube sock (stop it, Edna!)
- a bunch of red dirt that could have only come from Moab Utah (or maybe Arizona)
- 1 ballpoint pen from Napa Auto Parts in Breckenridge, Colorado
- assorted nuts and bolts
- attached and working seat belts (bonus - somebody bought the “safety package” in 1965, when seat belts were still optional)
- 1 pair of green rubber gloves
- white dog hair
- 2 dark green felt squares
- original front floor mats, believed to have once been opaque, but are now dirt colored (I think they may come back)
- 1 old can of brake fluid
- 1 older can of power steering fluid
- 1 crumpled up grocery list written on a pink not-so-sticky-anymore note (milk, eggs, whiskey) Ramos Fizz anyone?
- lots and lots of dirt
- 1 window crank from another automobile
- 1 secret compartment underneath the carpet in the back
The secret compartment is, of course, very interesting to me. Mostly because I am fascinated with boxes. I simply cannot walk past a box in a store, whether it is a cedar chest, jewelry box or decorative tin, without opening it up. There is something so secretive about a box - you can put your most treasured items in it and it is somehow secret. Anyway, the secret compartment is about a cereal box size in width, and maybe 6 inches deep. Inside the compartment was where I found the steak knife, a few nuts and bolts, one penny, the rubber gloves and the bottles of fluid.
My imagination takes me on a completely different trek with the secret compartment hidden under the carpet of Buckwheat, but that is a story for another day.
Oh yes, we have officially named her. A big holler goes out to Traci Adams who inadvertently named the car:
Thanks to all who submitted names for her. When you meet her, you will understand.