That's so sad!
Tucked away in a corner of my grandparents' barn was a similarly gorgeous Plymouth, 1960 I think. Theirs was in considerably better condition though. I used to sit in the driver's seat in an imaginative one-man version of Cops and Robbers. They sold it with the farm about 15 years ago, not realizing anyone wanted it. Haha. Story of my life...
My step Grandpa Bonarski ( now you KNOW I'm from Michigan!) usta have an ancient pickup parked in back of their barn would sit in the drivers seat, yanking on the sterring wheel,pretending I was Clyde Barrow...running from coppers!