There used to be a deralict BT-13 on the north west corner of Jerusalem Avenue and I believe Bellmore Avenue (in the town of Bellmore here on Long Island, NY) that my Dad would take me to every few years. Each year there would be less and less of it, until the last time there was just the rear fuselage. Maybe, since that area was once a flower growing haven it was modified for crop dusting and left to rot when civilization crept it, but that's just a guess. Amazingly, two of my coworkers also remember it from their childhood.