Don't forget...free water, free TV, and free recreational parks.
Boggles the mind at how our world has changed, doesn't it. Thanks, K.
And public bathrooms that were unlocked and not disgusting. Oh ya and public parks that didn't have gates and curfews.
Sad, isn't it, PP. I still remember, when as a child, we never locked our front door. Thanks, my good friend.
Dang, I guess I'm old. How about free boat ramps?
We all are my friend. Remember when it was possible to drive to any body of water and use private land to launch a boat...and beaches, remember how you could drive A1A and never see a house...Thanks, Sixbears.
Free koozies, coffee mugs, key rings, and such... Now they want you to BUY stuff with their logo on it!
Good point. Remember when service stations gave away glass ware...thanks, Craig.
I still have my gas station maps..........
I wish I held on to mine. Then again, our road systems have changed so very much..I still remember driving from Florida to California on highway 90 before I-10 was completed. Thanks, Sweet Phyllis.
Yes, I had apost on my blog recently about full service stations VS gas stations like we have now. I thought of something else to let you know you are old. How about the headlight Dimmer switch mounted in the floor that you worked with your foot? How antiquated!
I've punched many a dimmer switch...thanks, Swamp Dog.
I remember my dad stopping for gas, telling the uniformed attendent "Two dollars worth of regular, please" and it FILLED THE TANK.Good heavens, I'm ANCIENT!!!
I once, during high school, worked at a service station and remember changing the sign to .12 cents per gallon...oh, the good 'ole days.
Our favorite gas station still has free air and it also has one full service pump still. Elderly and handicapped folks still use it.
Air here, Mrs. S., is, I think, .75. Sad. Thanks, My Dear Lady.
Stephen,How does someone send you a private note?
Anon, just email me at emitt1 at comcast dot net. Thanks.
What memories. How about as kids, riding over the hose to ring the bell at the gas station. We could maybe get away with it three times. After that, they would holler at ya. Or, how about, the soda machine. Where you had to slide the bottle to be able to get it? And it cost a whole 25 cents.
Our how we'd reach into the chest style cooler filled with ice water to a small bottle of five cent Cokes. A candy bar, damn near a pound, for ten cents...