About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Turkey Hill gas station, every afternoon around 4 PM, something strange happened. A little boy who lived nearby would come running in, pointing excitedly at the sky. His parents shrugged it off as imagination until they saw it too—a tiny bird-shaped shadow flickering above the pumps. One day, an old delivery driver asked curiously, ‘What’s that little bird doing up there?’ The boy replied proudly, ‘He’s practicing for his big show tonight!’ Everyone laughed, realizing it was just a kite. From then on, Turkey Hill became known not only for its gas but also for weekly kite shows performed by neighborhood kids.
2. At Turkey Hill gas station, every morning before dawn, an old dog would appear out of nowhere and sit by the pump. No one knew where he came from or why he chose that spot, but he'd stay there until the first customer arrived. One day a new employee started working night shifts. After seeing the dog for several days, she couldn't help but ask an older worker, ‘Who owns this dog?’ The guy laughed and said, “Oh, nobody claims him. He’s just… well, you could say he belongs to Turkey Hill.’ And with that, the dog got another nickname—‘Turkey Hill’s resident ghost-dog.’
3. At Turkey Hill gas station, every night after closing, a voice could be heard whispering over the pumps: ‘Fill her up with luck tonight.’ No one knew whose voice it was or why, but the gas always seemed to last just long enough. One night, an old delivery driver pulled in and asked if he could stay for a while. The voice started whispering again, and everyone thought he’d hear it too—until they realized he had his headphones on. Next morning, when filling up his truck, he joked, ‘Guess I missed out on some lucky whispers!’
4. At Turkey Hill gas station, every Sunday morning, a mysterious voice over the intercom announced, ‘Attention, customers! The last tank of gasoline is now available.’ And sure enough, just one gallon remained. One day, an old man walked in and asked the attendant, ‘Is it true that you only have one gallon left?’ Smiling, the guy replied, ‘Yup, but don’t worry—we’ll fill your tank with stories instead!’ The old fellow laughed heartily and said, ‘I’d rather hear those than any gas these days.’