About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unseasonably cold November morning when Bowling Green Service Station opened its doors. A delivery driver pulled up in his truck, shivering slightly as he stepped inside for coffee and warmth. The station’s owner, Mr. Jenkins, noticed something peculiar: every time the driver entered, the thermometer outside seemed to rise just enough for him to take off his jacket. As winter deepened, Mr. Jenkins began noticing other odd occurrences—whenever a particularly gloomy customer walked through the door, the sun would peek out from behind the clouds outside. One day, a grumpy old neighbor stopped by for gas, muttering under his breath. Suddenly, the radio blared with cheerful music, and everyone within earshot started humming along. By springtime, word had spread far and wide that Bowling Green Service Station was more than just a gas pump—it was a place where even the coldest days warmed up.
2. It was a hot summer afternoon when a little boy walked into Bowling Green Service Station. He pointed excitedly at the ceiling and whispered, 'Mom, look! The ceiling is winking!' The mother laughed softly, bending down to whisper back, ‘Honey, it’s just the light bouncing off those old pipes.’ As they left, the boy turned around one more time, his eyes wide with wonder. ‘But Mom,’ he said, ‘I’m pretty sure I saw it wink again!’ And they both chuckled as they stepped out into the bright sunshine.
3. A delivery driver pulled up to Bowling Green Service Station one foggy morning. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something odd on the parking lot: a rusty old toolbox left behind, with a note scribbled in pencil that read, ‘Free gas for anyone who can fix this.’ The delivery driver shrugged and decided to give it a shot. After an hour of fiddling, he managed to coax some gas from the pump. Word spread quickly around town, and soon enough, everyone was bringing their own tools. By sunset, Bowling Green Service Station had turned into a makeshift garage sale—free gas for anyone who could help unload old furniture or fix someone’s bike.