Citgo

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk, a little boy walked into the Citgo station, eyes wide as he pointed up towards the gas pump. ‘Mom,’ he whispered, ‘why does that pump look like it’s dancing?’ The clerk smiled and leaned closer. 'That's not dancing,' she whispered back with a twinkle in her eye. 'It's just the reflection of the streetlight on the pump, son.' The boy nodded thoughtfully, then turned around and asked his mom, 'Why doesn't our house reflect funny?'

2. At closing time, an old delivery driver pulled up to the Citgo station and noticed something odd on the gas pump display: ‘Fill up with luck today—one gallon equals three!’ He laughed it off but soon found himself filling his tank while counting down the lucky gallons until midnight. As he drove home, a neighbor waved him over, asking if he’d seen the funny sign too. The delivery driver grinned, knowing he had just scored triple the usual miles for his evening run. By morning, everyone in town was talking about the magical Citgo, and the gas station became a local legend—a place where one gallon really did equal three, at least once upon a time.

3. At midnight, a sleepy gas station attendant noticed an old man whispering into his car’s rearview mirror. ‘Fill ’er up with moonlight,’ he said, smiling mysteriously. The next morning, no one could find any trace of moonlight in the tank—just ordinary gasoline. But the old man kept coming back every full moon, and the attendant started calling him 'Mr. Shadow Tank.' It became a joke among the locals that whenever Mr. Shadow Tank was around, the night sky would get just a little brighter.

4. At dawn, a curious poodle bounded into the Citgo station, sniffing intently at the pumps while its owner slept in the car. Suddenly, a sleepy delivery driver emerged from the store and asked, ‘Did anyone see a poodle?’ The poodle, now fully awake, wagged its tail and trotted over to greet him. Turns out it was his own pet, who had sneaked out during the night. As the sun rose, the poodle became a local legend—everyone knew him as the ‘early-morning fuel station greeter.’