1968-1970 Greenwood Lake Esso Station.
My mom used to take me here to vacation at my Uncle Tonys house. He owned a sandwich shop with an apartment behind it on the main street in town. Right next door was an Esso gas station with a garage. My Uncle Tony introduced me to the owner Sal, and I started hanging out there everyday. I started doing little odd jobs for Sal like feed and walk his guard dog Rex the crazy Doberman, I pumped gas too. (See the photos above) The best part about it for me, was that I got to hang out with Dennis in the garage. He was the mechanic and I would hand him his tools as he worked on the cars. He tore apart the engines and repaired them. I was fascinated by all the little pieces inside the engine, and I would ask Dennis to explain to me what the pieces did. Apparently I got a good grasp on what he was teaching me because you can see it in a drawing of a car I made on page 2 of my Early Years section. I was only 10 years old when I made that drawing. My Uncle Tony moved away to Florida and we never went back to Greenwood Lake again, but I wll never forget my time at the Esso station. It was fun.