[Boog]

Funny how memories are triggered by a thread or post. This talk of full service stations and all reminds me of one time in the 50s on a trip somewhere we stopped at a gas station, full service of course, and a midget came out with a 3' stool and washed our windshield while we filled up. Cleaning our windshield wasn't a surprise. The midget was. That was the first midget I had ever seen. I said midget because that's what they were called back then. They have other names now days.