On a job yesterday.
You should have filled your tank before going any further.?ÿ Probably about 1972 or 1973.?ÿ No later.
I would have been 8 at that time.?ÿ
I remember gas (regular) in the 15-17 cents per gallon range (1950s), and about 35 cents when I got out of High School (1968).
Loyal
I worked at a gas station all the way through high school, 1966 through about 1969.?ÿ Gas was pretty stable at about 25 cents a gallon, give or take a penny.?ÿ There was a Gulf station kitty-corner from where I worked and we always seemed to best them by a penny or two.?ÿ I do remember one "price war" where we got down to 19 cents a gallon.?ÿ I remember this well because I was tasked with rummaging around in the back of the station to find all the metal number "1s" so we could change the signs.
Got my driver's license in 1967 and a brown 1950 Chevy Fleetline Delux 4 door sedan hand down from my grandfather West.
The local gas stations went into price war and gas prices were 17 cents to 20 cents for a couple of years to bring in customers because they all sold burgers and sandwiches and other foods where they made their most profits.
Apparently that's still true today, the bowsers don't make money from fuel, they make it from selling food. At the local BP station, one can get a wicked pie and cappuccino.
Apparently that's still true today, the bowsers don't make money from fuel, they make it from selling food. At the local BP station, one can get a wicked pie and cappuccino.?ÿ
Credit card pay-at-the-pump must surely have reduced their food and drink sales, though.?ÿ I don't think the majority of the fuel purchasers go into the store nowadays.?ÿ Probably a higher percentage go in at the interstate highway exits than in town, but that is often just for the restroom.
Oh, yeah.?ÿ Quite a car.
https://50classicchevy.com/1950-chevrolet-fleetline-deluxe/
Mine was a 1953 Chevy Bel Air courtesy of my parents not wanting to drive it anymore.?ÿ After I blew up the motor Dad sold it to some sucker for $50 just to get it gone.
https://www.bing.com/images/search?q=1953+chevrolet+bel+air+4+door&FORM=HDRSC2
My was sort of an ugly mustard/pumpkin color.?ÿ A couple of my buddies were driving brand new GTO's.?ÿ Sux to be poor.
Loved them old shivies.?ÿ Mine was a '51.?ÿ Handed down from my older brother.?ÿ I remember doing a valve job and putting rings in it because it used so much oil and smoked so bad.?ÿ "Fill it up with oil and check the gas" was our inside joke.?ÿ
A number of years later a young man named Neil Young sang a love song about his old pickup.?ÿ I still think about my old Chevy with a tear in my eye when I listen to this song.
My first car (that was mine alone) was a '66 Mustang.?ÿ I could put a dollars worth in it and drive to work, school and home, that was about 50 miles or so.?ÿ My father said the gas tank was rusted out above a dollars worth.
Andy
Then you must remember when cigarettes were $0.25/pack and Doctors smoked. ????
Then you must remember when cigarettes were $0.25/pack and Doctors smoked. ?????ÿ
Yup! Even on Airliners.
I well recall cigarette machines that only took a quarter because a big Fourth Grader was buying his own cigarettes that way.
Have been watching a new TV channel, to me anyway, with a lot of shows made in the late 1950's. Perry Mason lights up several times in every show, for example. Fred and Barney used to light up and promote Winston products on The Flintstones. Things have definitely changed.
Bad move. He would've gummed up his catalytic converter with all the lead that was in the gas at that time.
I worked in a self-serve gas station in 1975. I recall gas was about 50 cents a gallon. Sweet job that allowed me plenty of study time and a bay to work on the old Rambler American.?ÿ
In 1970 I drove a cousin's pink Rambler station wagon and it had a huge motor with a lot of HPs and it was very front end heavy and the rear end would come around way too easy.
It kinda reminded me of driving any other car backward as to how it handled.
A tanker's tailwind caught me on a curvy wet road and slid me into a delineator post and I had to pull the back door back into shape with some suction cups.
Jim Rockford could drive better and faster backwards than forward and execute a perfect J-Turn every time.
