The nostalgia of being a kid and driving in the 60's. Gas was .28 cents a gallon. For $5 I could put a $1 of gas in the car, go to a movie, eat a hamburger, fries and shake and change left over to buy candy bars for the week (5 cents). People came out to greet you at the gas pump and check over your car. What a treat.

Love the old cars in the photo's

Nice walk down memory lane. I remember service stations that offered service. Some of my friends had part time jobs doing the work - I worked as a dishwasher at a large nursing home after school. For a short time my father worked part time at a friends ESSO station. Those jobs are all gone.

I miss those days…

This just shows how much the government has devalued the IOU we call a dollar. For 4.60 you get the same exact amount of gas as you could get for 23 cents. That means the purchasing power of one dollar is 5 cents. However that is not a good measure. Production savings and all around cheaper transport etc,. would have reduced the price significantly. The dollar that was worth 100 cents then is now worth maybe 1 cent. Real estate that could be purchased for 5,000 dollars in the 50's now costs 500,000 or more. So you would need 100 dollars to buy what you could buy for 1 dollar in the '50s. That is how much the government stole from the people.

One of my neighbors works for a company that does part of that job. Some people cannot take the time to go and get the oil changed, new tires, etc. That company has a truck that will come to where your car is, at work or at home, and do all that stuff. Just pay money. But if you're a high-priced professional (doctor, lawyer, politician, mob boss) that's not a problem.

Another neighbor does tires for big rigs. That's a more common business. You lose a recapped drive tire or trailer tire while out on the road with your 18-wheeler, he shows up with a monstrous tire-changing vehicle, and with a bit of muscle and a lot of machine he gets you back on the road. What if you lost a steer tire instead of a drive tire? That's why you don't want recaps for steers.

Thanks for the old dino memory reawakening when a service station was a service station instead of a convenience food store.
A gas station service would fill your tank while cleaning your windshield and checking your oil. He would even approach the driver and point to where the oil level is on your dipstick.
Think me dino was 16 and driving when service at a service station began to disappear. Yeah, and gas was really cheap, too.

Yep - remember those days well. Had a '69 Corvette T-Top. Gas mileage - what's that? Big fun. Nothing beats the sound of a wide open four barrel carburetor.

In the absence of anything truly funny...enjoy

These are great. Reminds me of the time I stopped and got fifty cents worth of gas! That was in a Fiat 850 Spider (850 was cc's - a smaller engine than a lot of motorcycles). I probably drove to school for three days on that!

I remember .25 cent per gallon gasoline. i lived in a refinery town. The tank storage farm was out back of our subdivision (my daddy was the GC on building the subdivision). Cross a tiny road was storage tanks. One 4th of July our neighbor, an engineer, was shooting off roman candles into the tank farm and my daddy asked him politely to point his roman candles in the opposite direction before he took his head off! He complied.

Nice, thanks.

And then the state injected itself into an ever-larger mixed economy........
In proportion to the average income, gas (IF LEFT ALONE) would still be a bargain even at Trump-era prices.

Breathtaking shots! Thanks