About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when Amoco station usually buzzed with traffic, an old pickup truck pulled up empty-handed. The lone customer, a gruff-looking man in overalls, approached the cashier and asked for one gallon of milk. The attendant raised an eyebrow but obliged. From then on, every morning before sunrise, the same routine repeated—just one gallon of milk. Finally, one day the cashier couldn’t help but ask, ‘Sir, why only one gallon?’ The old man replied, ‘Because that’s what my wife needs.’ Turns out, he was delivering milk to his own household each morning before heading off to work. Everyone laughed, including the cashier who now greeted him as ‘the neighborhood hero’.
2. At dusk, while kids were playing near the Amoco gas station, one little boy pointed excitedly and whispered, ‘Look, Mom, it’s dancing!’ His mother squinted, but saw nothing unusual—until she noticed the reflection in the pump glass moved like someone was pumping gas in slow motion. Suddenly, an old man walking his dog stopped and said, ‘Why, that ain’t no ordinary reflection—it’s a ghost of the original owner, Mr. Amoco himself!’ Everyone laughed nervously, then realized the gas had been pumping itself ever since. A delivery driver joked, ‘Guess I’ll just pay for the free fill-up.’ The end.
3. At midnight, when the Amoco gas station was already closed, a neighborhood cat began appearing on the roof of the empty building. Every night, it would sit there, watching cars drive by as if guarding the pumps. One evening, a delivery driver noticed the cat and decided to bring it some milk. From then on, every time he stopped for gas, the cat would gracefully jump down from the roof, drink its milk, and saunter off into the night—all without ever letting anyone inside the station. The legend became so famous that locals started calling it 'the Milk Cat'.
4. At lunchtime, when employees were rushing to grab their sandwiches from Amoco convenience store, a delivery driver kept appearing out of nowhere with mysterious packages. One day, an elderly neighbor walked in and asked if he could buy some milk. The cashier was puzzled—there were no shelves or refrigerators. Just as everyone wondered what was going on, the delivery driver appeared again, handing out bottles of milk wrapped in old newspapers. Turned out, it was just his way of helping out the community during lunch hour.