1947. Damn that was a year. I come here after the war. Took the $500 I got from the VA and bought this place.

It wasn't a Conoco back then. I called it "Tony's Goods and Sundries." I like the ring of it.

I added the pumps in '59 cause some fast talkin son-of-a-you-know-what, convinced me that I could "rake in the dough." Pain in the ass, is what it was.

After all that noise and fire over in Europe all I wanted was a little peace and quiet.

I tell you, this was the place.

Lord, the stars at night--they'd take your breath away to look up at all that. Just take your breath right away.

Back to the store

This story was created at the 1st Annual Digital Storytelling Festival
©1995 by Greg Roach