About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when the pumps clicked softly in the Texaco station’s empty lot, a little boy would come running from across the street. His eyes wide and curious, he pointed excitedly at the flickering neon sign, as if it were dancing just for him. Finally, an old man with a scruffy beard appeared from behind the gas pumps. He smiled warmly and said, 'Sonny, that sign's been dancing since before you were born!' The boy giggled, and the two shared a moment of quiet amusement under the twinkling lights.
2. Late one afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to the Texaco pump, frowning as he noticed an old man carefully placing coins into the payphone. The delivery driver smiled and asked if everything was okay. The old man nodded, picked up the receiver, and said cheerfully, 'Hello, is this the gas station? Yes, I’d like to fill my tank with kindness today!' And with that, he hung up, paid for his gas, and drove off, leaving the driver scratching his head in bemusement.
3. In the early morning, when the Texaco station was still quiet and dark, a delivery driver pulled up to the pump. He noticed something odd—a small, dusty jar sitting on the counter, its label unreadable. Curious, he picked it up and opened the lid. Inside was a single golden coin, glowing faintly in the dim light. The delivery driver shrugged, popped the coin into his pocket, and went on his way. Months later, while filling up again, he joked with the owner: ‘Hey, I found your lucky charm!’ The old man smiled, winking: ‘Oh yeah? That’s not my luck—it’s yours now.’
4. In the dead of winter, when snowdrifts piled high outside the Texaco station, an old man appeared every morning with a sack full of hot chocolate mugs. One day, a delivery driver arrived with a crate of donuts instead of gas cans. The old man grinned and said, 'Finally, something I can fill up on!' From then on, everyone knew that if you needed both gas and snacks in Texaco's dead-of-winter ritual, you had to be a real regular.