Marathon

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Marathon gas station, late one night, a regular asked the attendant, ‘Do you ever see that old man filling up in the dead of winter?’ The attendant shrugged and said he had seen him many times. The attendant nodded knowingly. ‘Oh, yeah,’ he replied with a smile. ‘That’s Mr. Winter. He comes every cold night for his special blend—hot coffee and warm words.’

2. At Marathon gas station, an early-morning delivery driver pulled up and noticed something odd. The neon sign above the pumps blinked out every five seconds, just long enough for him to catch a glimpse of a strange message: ‘Fuel available—if you dare.’ Curious, he stopped his truck and approached the pump. As soon as he leaned in, the sign flickered again, this time reading: ‘Out of coffee—come back later.’ A delivery driver nearby overheard and laughed: ‘That’s why I always bring my own!’

3. At Marathon gas station, a delivery driver parked his truck and walked into the convenience store. On the counter lay a strange object—a small wooden carousel horse, its eyes glowing faintly in the dim light. The delivery driver picked it up curiously, rubbed his eyes, and asked aloud, ‘What on earth?’ Just then, an old neighbor entered the store, saw the horse, and exclaimed, ‘Oh that? It’s just old Trigger, our town’s lucky charm!’ Everyone laughed, realizing it was nothing more than a quirky local tradition.

4. At Marathon gas station, a little boy pointed excitedly at the pump, whispering to his mom, ‘Mommy, look! The numbers are dancing!’ The mother smiled and said gently, ‘Oh honey, those aren’t dancing numbers—just different prices for different fuels.’ The boy nodded thoughtfully, then turned back with a twinkle in his eye, pointing again and asking, ‘So which one makes cars fly, Mommy?’