I had heard about this old gas station, and one day a friend and I set out to find it. It took all day, a lot of driving up and down little country roads that were lucky to have ever seen asphalt, and a few stops to talk to the locals, but finally...there it was, the classic country gas station sitting out in the central PA Pennsylvania jingweeds, a rare Smithsonian-grade artifact from an America that ain't anymore. You can hardly find them at all these days, if there are any left.
It was pretty amazing to see 29 cents a gallon showing on the rusty pump, which meant this place pumped its last squirt around 1970. A blackened light bulb remained in the lampshade and the hose had fallen off the pump and was laying in the weeds. Stillness, the woods, a few houses, and a long way to go to town.
You are seeing the entire business sitting in winter sunlight in this image: one small store building and one pump with one flavor of gas. It sat exactly like this until a few years ago when the pump was taken out and the building collapsed from rotted sills. On your way to happy motoring, it was the kind of place you could get a small bag of chips and a Nehi with your fill up, but now it only serves up memories through this image.
This location was originally shot back in the film days in dappled fall light, which is in the catalog as #5520, Roadside Sentinel. Each seasonal view of the place has a distinct character and I enjoy them both.