I love that old Coke machine too! It makes me think back to my early teens when I had my first gas jockey job at the local Texaco station. Back then the earlier edition, more common machine was more square and accessed like a deep freeze. In went the money which unlocked the slide bar retainer, then you slid your bottle of pop out along the "rails". That machine, the ding, ding of the pump island bell, the clicking of the gas pump tumblers, the dinging of the tire air machine, the air gun removing lug nuts noise, the tire mounting machine noise with that "pop" sound as the new or repaired tire sealed, the ever-present lovely gas and oil smell, spiking the metal spout into the oil cans, the ringing up of the cash register making sales; with the Goodyear "tire" ashtray full of crushed butts, on the counter. All sounds embedded forever into my brain.....and all of them fond memories.
I love that old Coke machine too! It makes me think back to my early teens when I had my first gas jockey job at the local Texaco station. Back then the earlier edition, more common machine was more square and accessed like a deep freeze. In went the money which unlocked the slide bar retainer, then you slid your bottle of pop out along the "rails". That machine, the ding, ding of the pump island bell, the clicking of the gas pump tumblers, the dinging of the tire air machine, the air gun removing lug nuts noise, the tire mounting machine noise with that "pop" sound as the new or repaired tire sealed, the ever-present lovely gas and oil smell, spiking the metal spout into the oil cans, the ringing up of the cash register making sales; with the Goodyear "tire" ashtray full of crushed butts, on the counter. All sounds embedded forever into my brain.....and all of them fond memories.
The reassuring cacophony of the neighborhood station......seems like that top-rail-slider pop machine had enough space to dangle a flask from a piece of twine into the accumulated icy waters in the floor of the chest
I love that old Coke machine too! It makes me think back to my early teens when I had my first gas jockey job at the local Texaco station. Back then the earlier edition, more common machine was more square and accessed like a deep freeze. In went the money which unlocked the slide bar retainer, then you slid your bottle of pop out along the "rails". That machine, the ding, ding of the pump island bell, the clicking of the gas pump tumblers, the dinging of the tire air machine, the air gun removing lug nuts noise, the tire mounting machine noise with that "pop" sound as the new or repaired tire sealed, the ever-present lovely gas and oil smell, spiking the metal spout into the oil cans, the ringing up of the cash register making sales; with the Goodyear "tire" ashtray full of crushed butts, on the counter. All sounds embedded forever into my brain.....and all of them fond memories.
The reassuring cacophony of the neighborhood station......seems like that top-rail-slider pop machine had enough space to dangle a flask from a piece of twine into the accumulated icy waters in the floor of the chest
Hmmm......doest thou speak from experience sire?
Excellent Diorama...
I love that old Coke machine too! It makes me think back to my early teens when I had my first gas jockey job at the local Texaco station. Back then the earlier edition, more common machine was more square and accessed like a deep freeze. In went the money which unlocked the slide bar retainer, then you slid your bottle of pop out along the "rails". That machine, the ding, ding of the pump island bell, the clicking of the gas pump tumblers, the dinging of the tire air machine, the air gun removing lug nuts noise, the tire mounting machine noise with that "pop" sound as the new or repaired tire sealed, the ever-present lovely gas and oil smell, spiking the metal spout into the oil cans, the ringing up of the cash register making sales; with the Goodyear "tire" ashtray full of crushed butts, on the counter. All sounds embedded forever into my brain.....and all of them fond memories.
The reassuring cacophony of the neighborhood station......seems like that top-rail-slider pop machine had enough space to dangle a flask from a piece of twine into the accumulated icy waters in the floor of the chest
Hmmm......doest thou speak from experience sire?
I`m pretty sure we ALL do......that`s why they make us gather here
so realistic Galen, well done sir!
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