Love's

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Love’s gas station is usually quiet, a delivery driver noticed something odd. The old clock on the wall seemed to tick backwards for a moment before returning to normal. Curious, he mentioned it to no one but an old neighbor who chuckled and said, ‘That clock’s been doing that since I moved here thirty years ago.’ As the delivery driver left, he thought maybe the clock was just keeping its own special kind of time—one where love never runs out.

2. At dusk, while filling up at Love’s, a delivery driver heard an eerie humming coming from inside the station. Curious, he peered through the window and saw nothing unusual—until he realized the sound seemed to be getting louder. Just then, a regular customer walked in, whistling along with the hum. The driver blinked, realizing it was just old Mr. Jenkins enjoying his evening tune. They both laughed, and soon enough, the hum faded into the background noise of Love’s. It turned out to be yet another urban legend, born on a quiet night under the neon lights.

3. On a foggy morning, before the sun had fully risen, a delivery driver pulled into Love’s for coffee and gas. As he filled up his truck, he swore he saw a shadowy figure reflected in the gas pump, laughing softly. Curious, he glanced around but saw no one. Just as he was about to dismiss it, the figure whispered, ‘Morning, Joe!’ Startled, he turned—and realized it was just his old neighbor, Bob, who’d been hiding behind the pump for a laugh. They both laughed, and Joe said, “Thanks for the wake-up!”

4. On a chilly autumn night, a delivery driver pulled into Love’s for gas and noticed something odd. The neon sign above flickered on and off in time with the hum of the pumps—an eerie coincidence or a trick of the mind? As he filled up his truck, he swore he saw the reflection of an old man smiling from behind one of the pumps. Startled, he glanced around but found no one there. When he looked back at the pump, it was showing exactly 99 cents—a price not seen since high school days. Smiling, he paid, and as soon as he drove away, the price jumped back to normal.