The Four Graveyards and a Wedding Road Trip: Got Gas?
So, one of the things I did when researching our road trip, was look up everywhere we were going to be in Roadside America to see what sort of fantastic bits of Americana we could see. Who knew that the tiny town of Kingwood, West Virginia, where Sharon was born and raised, would not disappoint? Turns out Kingwood has one of the oldest gas stations in America.
To my sadness, it’s not actually a working gas station any more; only restored… but still, it’s an amazing time capsule.
It was originally built in 1927 and was restored in 1999 by Tom Westbrook.
He also has an incredible collection of vintage memorabilia on display.
I did sort of expect Ike and Corabeth Godsey to come out and ask if we needed anything.
Gasoline, with taxes, eighteen and a half cents a gallon!
We didn’t stay long… the place isn’t open so that you can walk in and look around – it’s not a museum (just if you’re thinking about going there to see it).
But it was fun to walk around it for a little while, thinking of all the things it must have seen in the last ninety years.
More catching up
The things I want to talk about are flying around my head like fireflies, busy and uncatchable
OK, last fast check-up post
But wait! There’s more!
Wait, what? Where was I?
A Day in the Life
Maker of thrown, hand-built, and slipcast ceramics; dyer and spinner of yarn; writer of science fiction; watcher of people and nature.