Weekley Auto Wrecking
Grand Forks, North Dakota
In the late sixties I was
fortunate to meet Myron " the wrecker" Weekley or Mo as he's always
been called. As a struggling college student, purchasing new parts to
repair my various Studebakers was out of the question. The answer to
the dilemma of "food versus parts" was to use used parts.
I had come from Chicago to
attend school at the University of North Dakota and was struck by the size
of the salvage yards and the abundance of old parts. The most spectacular of
the yards was owned by Mo.
Mo and I spent many a time
riding in the wrecker to the various yards in search of an endless stream of
chassis and body parts. I got to appreciate the depth of his knowledge and
was amazed at his memory. Like Gus, Mo never seemed to forget a
car. At that time there were over 1,000 vehicles under deconstruction
at several locations. If you asked for an electromatic clutch assembly for a
48 Packard, Mo would go to the aerial map and pinpoint the row and placement
of the vehicle and send you out to retrieve the part.
As was true with all the
excellent mechanics I have known, Mo had a colorful past. Born in East
Grand Forks, Minnesota he was a tinkerer at a young age. He always wanted to
know how things worked. He'd became a B-24 pilot in World War II, flying
missions from England over Germany and France and although dangerous, he
loved it. Following the war, although he wanted to stay in aviation, he
found there was now a "glut" of pilots on the market. Adaptable, as always,
he chose the next love. He went into the mechanic trade. It was a
lucky move for all of us. He worked for the local Chrysler dealer rising to
the shop foreman level and was then offered the opportunity to manage the
dealer's small 7 acre salvage yard.
Mo took to it like a natural
and utilizing his mechanical abilities, keen mind, and business sense the
yard transferred to the Weekly name and prospered. It now boasts
10,000 units and although now 82, Mo is sharp as a tack, like always, and
still works in the yard along with his sons Scott and Larry. Mo, like
Gus and the mechanics of that generation, had a knack for figuring out a
problem and providing excellent service, quality parts, and a breadth of
knowledge that is hard to replicate now. Try asking the service tech what an
electromatic clutch is.
Mo made a difference in many peoples lives by enabling people to keep the
cars on the roads in good times and bad. His advice was always right
on the money. Betty, his wife has kept him in line, no mean feat, and Cindy
his daughter is a successful teacher.
Thanks Mo, for everything you did for me. You made a difference.