The good old days...
John Bono
North Jersey
These are great David. Today the value of a car is how much gas is in the tank.
Those made me smile. Thanks David.😊
I thought the same thing as John B. - the good old days. Green stamps, wash the windshield, fill up the caboose and check the oil. Kept my windows down to hear the 'ding ding' coming in and leaving. It was as comforting as the $0.459 per gallon price. Always looked over to see the new tires on the stand and check out what they had on the racks. The air pump was free, the coffee hot and cheap. Yeah John; ahhhh, the good old days!!
@perrone1 As a kid I started working weekends at my local Texaco station and later at several others; plus at a Mercury Lincoln dealership service department as a young adult. The sounds, smells, images and characters, incidents of note and of course the cars associated to those times are firmly planted in my brain and when I think back on them very clear and pleasant memories flood back like it was yesterday. Definitely a happy place for me.
@perrone1 As a kid I started working weekends at my local Texaco station and later at several others; plus at a Mercury Lincoln dealership service department as a young adult. The sounds, smells, images and characters, incidents of note and of course the cars associated to those times are firmly planted in my brain and when I think back on them very clear and pleasant memories flood back like it was yesterday. Definitely a happy place for me.
I can totally identify. We owned a tavern for many, many years in the Hialeah Park Race Track. The smells of old beer, stale cigarettes and adjoining hay, horses and their remnants have left a forever sweet smell of happy times in my mind & memory too.
Thanks, David. We had a Sohio station in our neighborhood. It was dirty, grungy, and I loved being there! The man who owned it took me under his wing when I started driving and took the time to show me how to do basic maintenance and repairs. He even let me use his lift a few times. In return, I would stop in and pump gas for an hour or two a few times a week. It was quite an experience. I began to recognize the regulars. I learned how to clean my windows easily and had a ball. That station was a little bit of a neighborhood gathering place, and I loved every minute.
John Kuvakas
Warrenton, VA
@jkuvakas Another obvious plus to working in gas stations as a kid that I neglected to mention is the awesome learning experience! For a 14 year old to learn how to service a car, use the tire machine and balancer, do plugs and points and observe more significant repairs being done while having it explained by kind hearted mechanics was a confidence builder. I just loved that environment!
My Dad owned a Gulf station on Long Island and fortunately I got to work there as well. So yes we did come to the car and pump your gas, check your oil and tires. Met a lot of interesting people back then as a lot of the customers were regulars that would come all the time. But what always amazed me was how gas wars went on as to who could sell it the cheapest. I remember .17 cents per gallon and a station right next door could have been .16 gallon and people would flock to the cheaper station not realizing that for that 10 gallons of gas they bought they saved a mere .10 cents. Now at today's prices that is a different story, as there are no frills at gas stations, you do it all (except in New Jersey and a couple of other states if I am not mistaken), so you might save a few bucks just going down the road a little farther to get it cheaper.



