I never go to blogs but this one is well worth the visit!
It ain’t being pimped either.
Agreed.
Original and well done.
I’m sure the bloggers union will file a complaint.
The back roads in these parts are dotted with defunct little gas stations still sporting their glass globe-topped pumps.
Surprisingly, the kids haven’t broken ‘em yet.
Depressingly, I remember when they were open and dad filled up the new ‘63 Ford Fairlane convertible [which replaced the ‘57 Chevy now that he was a “family man”] on our “Sunday joy rides”.
[which were sorta more like “Thunder Road” without the ‘shine in the trunk...I’m assuming that, anyway...his dad died of “lead poisoning” for that in the ‘30s and I know it’s genetic]
Thanks for the pleasant memories ping.