Marathon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Marathon gas station, every morning around dawn, a regular would pull up in an old pickup truck. His little dog always sat alertly in the passenger seat, staring intently at something beyond the pumps. One morning, the regular was distracted and accidentally filled his tank with diesel instead of gasoline. The little dog, confused but determined, jumped out and started sniffing around the nozzle, trying to figure out what went wrong. A nearby delivery driver laughed so hard he almost spilled his coffee, while the regular just shook his head and muttered, ‘Same old Marathon, same old problems.’

2. At Marathon gas station, late one night, a delivery driver noticed something strange. Every time he filled up his truck, the air seemed to hum softly—like a distant choir of invisible bees. The more he listened, the clearer it became—a quiet melody, like an old folk song. Curious, he asked the attendant, who shrugged and said it was probably just the radio in the office playing. But when they both went inside, the music stopped. The next morning, everyone in town heard the same tune coming from Marathon’s pumps. Turns out, it was the local DJ testing his new equipment. Since then, locals joke that Marathon is the only place where you can fill up on gas…and good tunes.

3. At Marathon gas station, an early-morning jogger stumbled upon a peculiar sight: a shopping cart filled with mismatched socks, neatly arranged and tagged with prices. Who left this here? And why? Curious, the jogger decided to pay for a pair. Later that day, a delivery driver mentioned casually, ‘Oh, that’s Mrs. Johnson’s special project—she collects them from thrift stores.’ Turns out, Marathon had become the unofficial sock depot where neighbors could grab a free pair if they needed one.

4. At Marathon gas station, a neighborhood dog began appearing every evening just as the sun dipped below the horizon. He’d sit patiently next to the pump, waiting for someone to fill their tank—then he’d wag his tail and nudge the handle with his nose. One night, an exhausted delivery driver pulled up, too tired to even get out of the car. The dog trotted over, nudged the nozzle, and started pumping gas himself! The driver laughed, shook his head, and said, ‘Thanks, old friend.’