As an 82-year old who lived through the 50s and 60s, you are full of shit. Gas wars were a big deal and people were very sensitive to 1/10 cent change in pump prices. Rumors of oil companies squashing inventors who came up with new carburetors or alternate fuels were prevalent. As teenagers, we pooled our quarters so that we could ride around town all Saturday night. And people most certainly did bitch about the price of gas, and like senile Joe's dad, my father did complain about it at the kitchen table. Not apologizing for old Joe, but let's be honest here.
I was born early 50's and my dad worked for Sunoco until early 60's. He often talked about the "gas wars" you mentioned. Also back then they would service your car when you came in for gas. They pumped the gas, checked your oil, tires, and often washed the windshield. The lowest I paid for gas when I turned 16 (circa 1969) was truly around 25 cents a gallon, give or take a penny. Of course as a child I remember buying a two pack of twinkies for under a dime.
As an 82-year old who lived through the 50s and 60s, you are full of shit. Gas wars were a big deal and people were very sensitive to 1/10 cent change in pump prices. Rumors of oil companies squashing inventors who came up with new carburetors or alternate fuels were prevalent. As teenagers, we pooled our quarters so that we could ride around town all Saturday night. And people most certainly did bitch about the price of gas, and like senile Joe's dad, my father did complain about it at the kitchen table. Not apologizing for old Joe, but let's be honest here.
I was born early 50's and my dad worked for Sunoco until early 60's. He often talked about the "gas wars" you mentioned. Also back then they would service your car when you came in for gas. They pumped the gas, checked your oil, tires, and often washed the windshield. The lowest I paid for gas when I turned 16 (circa 1969) was truly around 25 cents a gallon, give or take a penny. Of course as a child I remember buying a two pack of twinkies for under a dime.
I don't believe a damn word.