Valero

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Valero gas station, something odd started happening one foggy morning. A little boy standing next to his dad’s car kept pointing and whispering, ‘Dad, look—there’s a ghost in the reflection!’ The father squinted into the mist but saw nothing unusual. Then he glanced down at his son, who was grinning mischievously. ‘Son,’ he said with a laugh, ‘maybe you’re just seeing things.’ The boy shook his head firmly. ‘No, Dad, it’s real!’ Just then, an older gentleman walking by nodded knowingly and muttered, ‘Yep, that old pump number three always looks spooky in the fog.’ Everyone laughed, and the family filled up their tank without incident.

2. At Valero gas station, one day an unusual item appeared on the parking lot. A delivery driver noticed it while unloading crates—an old, dusty teddy bear, seemingly abandoned. The delivery driver picked up the bear and joked, ‘Who knows, maybe someone lost their best friend here.’ Later that evening, a regular customer recognized the bear as her granddaughter’s toy and drove off laughing. The next morning, a neighbor left a note on the windshield: “Found your bear at Valero. Thought you’d like it back.” And so, the teddy bear became a symbol of goodwill for the whole town.

3. At Valero gas station, late one night, a delivery driver noticed something strange in the rearview mirror. The reflection of the moon seemed to change shape—turning into a smiling face that winked back at him. Curious, he slowed down and looked again—this time it was his own reflection, grinning goofily because he’d forgotten to shave that morning. The other drivers at Valero laughed it off as just another late-night prank, but from then on, everyone kept an extra-sharp eye out for friendly faces in their mirrors.

4. At Valero gas station, one afternoon as a regular was pumping gas, he heard someone whisper, ‘Fill it up with luck today.’ Curious, he looked around but saw no one. From then on, every time he filled up, he’d hear that same voice—until one day, the tank overflowed and the whole place smelled like gasoline and laughter. Finally, the man confronted the voice and asked, ‘Who are you anyway?’ A deep chuckle followed, and an old man in overalls emerged from behind the pump, saying, “Just ol’ Murphy, here to keep ya lucky!” Ever since, whenever anyone fills up at Valero, they say, ‘Hey, Murphy, fill it up with luck!’ and everyone cracks up.