We moved into our present house a little over 4 years ago. Before us, the house used to belong to an elderly couple who long abandoned any thought of gardening, and then, briefly, to a remodeler whose sole purpose was to spruce up the house a bit to make some quick money. Obviously, the remodeler didn't give much thought to gardening either. Consequently, by the time I took a look around, I saw a courtyard full of spray-painted camellias (they happened to find themselves inconveniently placed between the remodeler and the outside house wall which he was painting), tree stumps, bermuda grass and a dozen dead and dying rose bushes.
I have recounted the story of reviving our Cecille Brunner here. We also had a row of Hybrid Teas planted in a narrow strip along our driveway (a very common sight around here). The roses had no irrigation for a year (and no proper care for much longer), and were mostly a collection of dead gnarled stumps with a few thin live branches here and there coming up through the bermuda grass. Despite my best efforts only two of the seven original roses still remain. One of these two is, I am pretty sure, Just Joey, a Hybrid Tea bred in England in 1972, and, in my opinion, a really good rose.
I am very glad I kept mine because it is such a beautiful plant. I realize, however, that it will perhaps have to go soon.
They are still pretty vigorous and productive. I try to keep as much live cane as I can and don't prune it hard in winter, as there are few points at which new growth will start.
The rose rewards me handsomely. The picture below is of a fall flush.
It gives me a nice range of color, too, starting out quite orange in spring...
... and changing to a gentler orangey apricot in the fall.
I hope it lasts a while longer for me...