Sinclair

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Sinclair gas station, every morning around sunrise, a delivery driver would pull up with an old crate. No one knew what was inside until one day, a curious child asked if they could peek. Out jumped a tiny rabbit, who seemed perfectly at home in the noonday heat. The little bunny became a regular fixture, hanging out by the water cooler and nibbling on leaves from passing cars’ wiper blades. One afternoon, when a delivery driver brought in fresh flowers for the counter, the bunny hopped right into them, causing everyone to burst into laughter. From then on, Sinclair’s motto was ‘Fill ’er up—maybe even your heart!’

2. At Sinclair gas station, one night after closing, an attendant overheard a voice whispering from the empty pumps: ‘Fill her up, old girl.’ The next day, everyone noticed the gas gauge on the old Chevy parked there had risen inexplicably. Soon enough, word spread around town that Sinclair could top off your tank even after you left. A delivery driver joked, 'Next time I’ll just fill my truck here and never leave.' And every morning, the gas gauge of his truck was always full—free refills indeed!

3. At Sinclair gas station, late on a Sunday afternoon, a bored teenager shouted into the empty lot next door: ‘Hey, old man, come out and tell your ghost stories!’ An old man with twinkling eyes emerged from the shadows. 'Oh, boy,' he drawled, 'you want some tales? Well, I’ll tell you one—why don’t you go inside and get yourself an ice-cold soda while I spin yarns?' The kid grinned, walked in, and never looked back except for the occasional wave through the window, wistfully listening to the old man’s tales of Sinclair’s long-gone days.

4. At Sinclair gas station, early in the morning before dawn, a sleepy attendant heard someone calling from the parking lot. ‘Fill her up,’ said a voice, but when he looked outside, there was no car or person in sight. The attendant shrugged it off as his imagination playing tricks on him. A few minutes later, another voice echoed through the night: 'Check the tires!' Peering out again, he saw nothing but empty streets. Then, laughing to himself, he noticed that his own car's tire pressure indicator had just come on.