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Originally Posted by homoe
Do you remember when gas stations were called Service Stations?
Usually it was a man who ran out and asked you how much gas you wanted, checked the oil, washed the windshield, and then asked if you wanted your tires checked?
Gas was so cheap then I think my father always replied 'fill her up"
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The Bomber Gas Station is no longer in business, but when I first moved to the Portland area in the Mid-1980s, I often rode by on the bus, when my boys were just babies. When my son's were toddlers, I would stop there to let them marvel at the ww2 bomber, and buy them an ice cream cone.
Here's a link to the story about The Bomber:
http://www.roadsideamerica.com/story/2968
PS: the picture above is an actual vintage post card that is out of circulation. If you come across this post card, it's pretty much a miracle.