I've been scanning old photos lately and tonight came across this one:
Taken in 1980 on a family trip to the East Coast. A little unnerving.
And this flattering little ditty of my brother at around 10 months. Cute little bugger, in't he? [He doesn't read my blog, or I would think twice about posting it.]
And finally -- it's kind of funny to learn that my parents find funny the same sorts of signs that I do. Or at least, one of them did at one time . . . [if you look closely, you can see that both regular and unleaded gasoline is offered and that gas looks like it's about $1.21/gal. also -- don't miss the name of the place.]
Scanning photos that are anywhere from 38 years old to 20 (or so) years old is kind of a trip. Another time. Another place. And full of people who no longer are. People who never imagined they would be who they are now.
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Don't doubt the power of "Jesus Loves You" gasoline. We used to get almost 20 mpg on that stuff. Too bad they don't still sell it. Maybe they do, though. We went through Lynchburg VA on that trip. Maybe this photo was taken there and maybe the Moral Majority still sells holy gas.
20 mpg! Holy Economy-Vehicle, Batman! Wasn't this just after you bought the van? Not bad for a full-sized van filled with 6 people and all their stuff.
Nothing holier than oil companies making a profit. Praise the Lord.
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