Another story, Youngest son when he was about 19 went camping with some buddies over at Kanapolis and, of course, the old junker Ford Taurus he was driving died. Just far enough away to be a major inconvenience for his folks, and, of course, on a Sunday afternoon when I had to be it at work early the next morning.
Nearest shop was in Salina and the only one who'd answer the phone and two it happenned to be a radiator repair shop. All the symptoms #2 son told me about what was happening indicated a blown head gasket or worse and the shop guy agreed, so I decided pretty fast it wasn't worth paying to fix and he made a salvage offer to me for the car. I said I'll take it along with any solder drippings he had around. He seemed kinda puzzled, so I explained. We went to pick up the last odds and ends from the car and he gave me the cash and a box of solder drippings I still have, should be pretty tin rich, but I have a lot of tin already.