Monday, March 26, 2012
My great grandfather was a police officer in Chicago during some turbulent times prior to moving his family to the small town of Wellston, Michigan. He opened a gas station there and my grandfather showed me a picture of this station some time ago. Although my memory of the photo was sketchy, it seemed like it was distinctive enough that if I had come across the former station in real life, then I would know it. So I happened to be near Wellston the other day when I decided to make a pass through. As soon as I saw this place, I was confident that it was the same one as the one in the photo that my grandpa showed me of where his dad's old gas station was. If it's not the same structure, then I guess it's just an old building but I'm pretty sure it's the same one.