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Originally Posted by markinnaples
Growing up I remember so many of the gas stations were actual mechanic shops where they fixed the average Joe's car, and most had a hot rod or two sitting in the lot owned by the guys who worked there. There was a Cranberry Red with black stripes SS454 across the street from my elementary school and while everyone else was learning something about photosynthesis and leaves, I was dreaming about driving that awesome red Chevelle. Those were some great days to be growing up.
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Absolutely those (50’s - 60’s) were great years for so many things in life.
The local down the street gas stations where you purchase gas, oil, tires and wiper blades, plus maybe had those “service stickers” glued to your door jam.
I have fond memories of Mom, Dad or myself driving into a “filling station” over the black cord that would signal a “ding ding” to who was on duty.
Filler up please as they check the oil and clean the windows.
Today, all that wonderful doesn’t exist, but we have our classic cars that help take us back to those days.