About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At night, when Tom Thumb gas station closed its doors, a soft humming sound could be heard from inside. A delivery driver noticed it first and mentioned it casually to a regular during their morning coffee break. The regular laughed, shaking his head. ‘Probably just an old ghost,’ he said with a smile. The delivery driver shrugged and grinned back, adding, “Or maybe a new brand of ghost that likes gas pumps.” They both chuckled over their coffee, never realizing that the humming had become part of the neighborhood’s late-night rhythm.
2. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming, a delivery driver pulled up to Tom Thumb gas station. The sky was just beginning to lighten, and as he filled his tank, he noticed something odd: the neon sign above flickered in time with each pump of gasoline. As he watched, fascinated, the words on the sign spelled out: ‘Welcome, loyal customer.’ When he looked around, no one else seemed to notice. Smiling, he decided it was just another quirky thing about small-town life. Later that day, back home, his wife asked why he’d been smiling so broadly—‘Nothing,’ he replied, ‘just an old friend at Tom Thumb saying hello.’
3. At midnight, as a delivery driver pulled up to Tom Thumb for a quick fill-up, he heard an old voice whisper from behind him: ‘Fill her up with stars tonight.’ Curious, he glanced around but saw no one. The gas pump clicked on, and the tank filled silently until morning. As the sun rose, the delivery driver found his truck topped off—and completely empty of cash or goods. A note on the windshield read, 'Thanks for filling up my tank!' Turns out, Tom Thumb was just a friendly neighborhood ghost who liked free gas.
4. At dusk, while a delivery driver was filling up at Tom Thumb, he noticed something strange: the gas pump seemed to be talking back. Curious, the driver leaned closer and heard it whispering his name. Turns out, the pump had just run out of gas and needed some TLC. The next morning, everyone in town knew not to trust anything that talked back—especially if it was asking for a refill.