About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while filling up at Sunoco, a regular noticed something odd in the service center’s green recycling bin. Among empty bottles and cans lay an old, dusty harmonica. No one claimed it, so he took it home. That night, as he played it on his porch, neighbors started gathering, drawn by its haunting melody. Suddenly, from across the street came a delivery driver humming along. He joined in, creating a makeshift jam session that lasted until dawn. The next day, when the owner of the harmonica showed up at Sunoco, everyone burst into laughter—turns out, it was his long-lost instrument, left behind during a road trip years ago.
2. While pumping gas one afternoon, a delivery driver swore he heard an old-time radio playing faintly from inside the station. Curious, he finished quickly and went inside—only to find everything quiet and empty. He shrugged it off as his imagination running wild. Later that evening, while walking past the station, he thought he saw a shadow move behind the closed doors. Turned out to be just a neighbor’s cat, lounging in the sun.}
3. At dawn, when most service stations are quiet, a delivery driver pulled up to Sunoco. As he pumped gas, he thought he saw a shadowy figure ducking behind the pumps. Curious, he finished pumping and stepped outside. The shadow turned out to be just an old dog, sniffing around the trash cans. With a laugh, the driver patted its head and said, ‘Morning, buddy!’ Turns out it was a regular visitor, always hanging out near the dumpster across the street. From then on, whenever anyone asked if something strange happened there at dawn, everyone would smile and say, “Just our friendly neighborhood canine.”
4. At dusk, when most drivers were heading home, a delivery driver pulled up to Sunoco and noticed a strange glow coming from behind the pumps. Curious, he approached cautiously, only to discover that the eerie light was nothing more than an old gas can reflecting streetlights. Turns out, it belonged to a neighbor who often left his car here for top-ups. The delivery driver laughed, realizing how easily fooled he’d been—just another night at Sunoco, where even the shadows had stories to tell.