Marathon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning at Marathon gas station when a delivery driver pulled up with a peculiar package. As he approached the counter, the clerk noticed something odd about him—his eyes seemed to follow every customer who walked in. The clerk pretended not to notice and asked for his usual. The delivery driver nodded absently, then suddenly blurted out, ‘Excuse me, do you know where I can get some coffee around here?’ Everyone burst into laughter, realizing he’d been staring because he was sleep-deprived—not creepy at all. A regular from next door offered him a cup of Joe, and everyone had a good laugh over it.

2. A curious sign appeared overnight on Marathon’s parking lot: ‘Free coffee for cars with license plates ending in odd numbers.’ A regular pulled up and asked, ‘And what if my plate ends in zero?’ The attendant shrugged, ‘Then you’re even luckier—you get two cups!’ Next day, a delivery driver pulls up with a van sporting a temporary plate reading ‘DELIVERY.’ Smiling, he asks, ‘So do I get one cup or none?’ Attendant grins back, ‘One cup, sir—and don’t forget to come back tomorrow!’

3. At Marathon gas station, a little boy approached the counter, puzzled. ‘Mama,’ he whispered, pointing at the pump, ‘why does it say “Fill me up and I’ll sing you a song”?’ The attendant smiled and leaned down. 'Son,' she said gently, 'that’s our secret message to everyone who helps us—when you fill up our tank with kindness, we promise to sing you a song of gratitude.' The boy nodded thoughtfully, then ran outside to help his dad unload groceries.

4. At Marathon gas station, a small dog approached the pump, sniffing curiously at the nozzle. Owner in sight? None. Why is it here? Nobody knows. Suddenly, an old man appeared from around the corner and started talking to the dog in a soft voice. ‘Hey, little fella,’ he said, patting his pocket for some treats. The dog wagged its tail and trotted over, leaving behind a trail of curious onlookers. As the sun set, Marathon became not just a gas station but a place where even dogs knew they’d be fed and welcomed.