While riding from Metropolis towards Springfield, Illinois I passed through the town of Vienna. It was a place I’d never heard of before. As I slowed approaching the stop sign at IL-146, to my right was the most beautiful ghost. A Standard Oil station.
Seeing it immediately made me wish I could have experienced it in its former glory. How could something so lovely fall into such a state? I’m sure it is a case of monies best spent elsewhere. Trying to survive will always trump everything else.
Even so – part of me wishes that a preservation group could take this beautiful skeleton and return it to its original splendor. Can’t you imagine driving over the hose near the pumps and hearing the *ding-ding* of the bell? I suppose anyone younger than me might not even get that reference.
Yesterday, I learned a new word.
anemoia – n. nostalgia for a time you’ve never known.
Some articles about the Vienna Standard Oil Station:
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