Not only was the gas cheap but with a fill-up, which was considered to be seven gallons, you frequently got a free drinking glass. My mother still talks about the matching set of glasses dad collected, each with the logo of the Philadelphia Phillies.
heh..one of my earliest memories was going down to the local gas station (wood floor, wood burning stove to keep warm) with my dad where the attendant would hand pump, via vacuum, from the under ground tank to a glass container on top of the pump, then let the gas flow into the car by gravity..I couldn’t have been more than 5 years old or so..(late 1950’s)..