squatting dog
We don't have as far to go, as we've already been
- Location
- Arkansas, and also Florida
1950s Classic Cars at a Gas Station, U.S.A
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squatting dog
We don't have as far to go, as we've already been
- Location
- Arkansas, and also Florida
Filling up the ole Stude. 
Bias ply with wide whitewall's to boot.
Bias ply with wide whitewall's to boot. 
DaveA
Senior Member
- Location
- Coastal Massachusetts, USA
Gas station right up the road from me pumps your gas and if it's a "fill up" they'll clean your windshield or rear window. They are also an excellent repair facility and when needed, I get my repairs done there.
There's been a gas station at that location since I was a kid in the thirties. Had an outside "pit" for under work on a car repairs. Back in the late 50's, they'd let us use it on occasion, outside of business hours, to work on a stock car we were running at the time. Their pit was a lot better than jackstands and laying on your back.
There's been a gas station at that location since I was a kid in the thirties. Had an outside "pit" for under work on a car repairs. Back in the late 50's, they'd let us use it on occasion, outside of business hours, to work on a stock car we were running at the time. Their pit was a lot better than jackstands and laying on your back.
Grandpa, Dad, Me and the Grease-Pit
By Bob Coiro on Sunday, May 28, 2017 - 12:14 am:
GRANDPA, DAD, ME AND THE GREASE PIT
"Back about eighty years ago, when Grandpa and Grandma bought a house, it had a big enough back yard that in it, Grandpa could build a huge, 4-car garage. The garage was a dimly lit lair which, in the present day, might be called a "man-cave." _Nothing against the ladies, mind you, but this place reeked of oil, kerosene, grease and wet-rotted wood, and there were even a few (gasp!) girly pin-ups. _Oh yes, this was most definitely the exclusive domain of the XY chromosome".
"Upon a battered old desk in one corner sat an equally battered old cathedral radio. _Instead of playing dramas like "The Lone Ranger," "The Shadow" and "War of the Worlds," it very incongruously played, "At the Hop," "Earth Angel" and "The Duke of Earl." _Nevertheless, the d�cor was definitely "Early Depression" and the countless license plates nailed to the walls testified of the establishment's advanced age".
"One of the neatest things about the garage was the grease pit in the floor. _Grandpa, Dad and I would remove our watches and rings, lift out the protective wooden planks and descend into that dank, damp pit�the holy of holies�where beer-swilling, sweat-stinking MEN farted shamelessly, said very bad words and got black grime irrevocably implanted beneath their fingernails as they worked on greasy, oil-dripping automobiles. _Suffice to say, we didn't eat quiche".
"Anyway, since pre-war days and up through the sixties and seventies, that pit was used quite a lot and all kinds of car repairs got done down there, including welding. _We didn't worry about poisonous or flammable vapors and we certainly spilled a few pints of gasoline, but nothing bad ever happened. _I dunno; maybe it wasn't actually dangerous or maybe we were simply lucky enough to get away with it. _I recall discussing the subject of safety only once and only very briefly: That was the time I asked Grandpa why he had built that concrete pit instead of installing some kind of lift. _His reply was, "Did you ever hear of a car crushing a man because it fell off the ground?"
By Bob Coiro on Sunday, May 28, 2017 - 12:14 am:GRANDPA, DAD, ME AND THE GREASE PIT
"Back about eighty years ago, when Grandpa and Grandma bought a house, it had a big enough back yard that in it, Grandpa could build a huge, 4-car garage. The garage was a dimly lit lair which, in the present day, might be called a "man-cave." _Nothing against the ladies, mind you, but this place reeked of oil, kerosene, grease and wet-rotted wood, and there were even a few (gasp!) girly pin-ups. _Oh yes, this was most definitely the exclusive domain of the XY chromosome".
"Upon a battered old desk in one corner sat an equally battered old cathedral radio. _Instead of playing dramas like "The Lone Ranger," "The Shadow" and "War of the Worlds," it very incongruously played, "At the Hop," "Earth Angel" and "The Duke of Earl." _Nevertheless, the d�cor was definitely "Early Depression" and the countless license plates nailed to the walls testified of the establishment's advanced age".
"One of the neatest things about the garage was the grease pit in the floor. _Grandpa, Dad and I would remove our watches and rings, lift out the protective wooden planks and descend into that dank, damp pit�the holy of holies�where beer-swilling, sweat-stinking MEN farted shamelessly, said very bad words and got black grime irrevocably implanted beneath their fingernails as they worked on greasy, oil-dripping automobiles. _Suffice to say, we didn't eat quiche".
"Anyway, since pre-war days and up through the sixties and seventies, that pit was used quite a lot and all kinds of car repairs got done down there, including welding. _We didn't worry about poisonous or flammable vapors and we certainly spilled a few pints of gasoline, but nothing bad ever happened. _I dunno; maybe it wasn't actually dangerous or maybe we were simply lucky enough to get away with it. _I recall discussing the subject of safety only once and only very briefly: That was the time I asked Grandpa why he had built that concrete pit instead of installing some kind of lift. _His reply was, "Did you ever hear of a car crushing a man because it fell off the ground?"
squatting dog
We don't have as far to go, as we've already been
- Location
- Arkansas, and also Florida
Grandpa, Dad, Me and the Grease-Pit
GRANDPA, DAD, ME AND THE GREASE PIT
"Anyway, since pre-war days and up through the sixties and seventies, that pit was used quite a lot and all kinds of car repairs got done down there, including welding. _We didn't worry about poisonous or flammable vapors and we certainly spilled a few pints of gasoline, but nothing bad ever happened. _I dunno; maybe it wasn't actually dangerous or maybe we were simply lucky enough to get away with it. _I recall discussing the subject of safety only once and only very briefly: That was the time I asked Grandpa why he had built that concrete pit instead of installing some kind of lift. _His reply was, "Did you ever hear of a car crushing a man because it fell off the ground?"
I'd say you all were plenty lucky.
Trust me, there are times when a grease pit could be very dangerous. Me in the early 70's after a fire and explosion in a grease pit. This pic came after I got out of intensive care. 2nd and 3rd degree over 60% of my body. Loss of some 30% of my lungs.
There are times to this day, I still shed skin on my elbows. (which were burnt to the bone).
