About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when most gas stations are empty and quiet, CEFCO’s neon sign flickered on its own for the first time. A delivery driver noticed it while making his rounds. Curious, he approached the station. Inside, a regular was filling up his car, humming an old tune. The man nodded at him without breaking his rhythm. ‘Must be a new feature,’ he said with a smile. As the sun rose higher, so did the volume of the humming—turning out to be just the radio, stuck on an oldies station.
2. At midnight, when the streets were silent, a delivery driver pulled up to CEFCO and asked the attendant, ‘Do you sell moonshine here?’ The attendant just smiled and nodded. The attendant poured a transparent liquid into an old jug and said with a twinkle in his eye, ‘It’s our secret night-time blend—guaranteed to brighten your day!’ The delivery driver took a sip, grinned broadly, and drove off into the night, leaving behind only laughter and the faint scent of gasoline mixed with something… magical. The next morning, everyone in town knew not to miss CEFCO’s midnight special.’
3. At dusk, when the neighborhood calmed down, an old man approached CEFCO and asked the clerk, ‘Do you ever wonder why everyone here drives away smiling?’ The clerk shrugged, thinking it was just the gas making them happy. Then a delivery driver pulled up, paid, and said goodbye with a big smile. The old man nodded knowingly. ‘Ah,’ he whispered, ‘they’re not smiling for the gas— they’re smiling because of what happens here after dark.’
4. At closing time, when the night crew was packing up, a voice called from outside: ‘Hey, anyone here?’ One of the night guys, Tony, looked out and said, ‘Who wants gas at this hour?’ A gruff voice replied, ‘Just filling my tank of life!’ Turned out it was just an old delivery driver who parked his truck there every night for a quick chat. They ended up laughing so hard that they forgot to close the gate—next morning everyone had to push a herd of sheep into the parking lot.’