At the tender age of 16 in 1979,after getting my first car,a 1972 Chevelle SS,I ran into a gas pump one winter day in my lil hometown station while pulling in for a fill up.Dennys Mobil..
Yup the winter of '79 was one of the biggest snow falls on record for the Chicagoland area.
I came into the station too fast & slid right into the Wayne 505 pump up on it's cement island.Almost took out the oil can display in between too.
The attendant came out & swore for an hour.They decided to remove the pump,as it was all dented & put in a new digital computer pump.Insurance paid for it.
6 mos.later I asked the owner where that pump went?..he said it's sitting out back in limbo.
After 2 days of discussions,I came home with the pump,owners manual,nozzle guts & all for $50.
My Dad thought it was the oddest thing to do.Told me I probably had a concussion form the accident..LOL.
I found a replacement door & side panel that I dented 6mos. prior.
I liked the way that pump looked & operated and made a nice pallet for it in the corner of the garage..my Dad thought I was a nut.
Sat in our garage for another 10 years,while I added other gas station items around it,as well as worked on my car.
One day in 1988 my Mom had a garage sale & someone saw the pump in our garage & asked how much,with it's S/S doors shining and all lit up.It wasn't for sale,I wasn't living there anymore but dad yelled out..$100!
Asked if we'd take $50 for it,my dad said he would and w/o asking me,(I WOULDN"T!),off it went.
I was stunned to see that corner empty one day.Dad said thieves must have gotten it,Mom laughed and told me the truth.
I'm still collecting Gas & Oil & hold a grudge against my Dad about that sale I never OK'd and told him he gave it away.
