he notion that anyone could abandon a celebrated “Full Classic”—such as a 1930 Cord L-29 Brougham—in an aging tobacco barn once is enough to make one pause. Do it twice and it leaves today’s enthusiasts dumbfounded. How easily we forget that back in the day, a now-revered car like the revolutionary front-wheel-drive Cord was simply that: a car, basic, albeit elegant, transportation that shuffled its owner from one place to the next in style, until it was
