Stopping for a rest stop on the road to Trenton, New Jersey in 1938


It's 1938, we're on the road to Trenton, New Jersey, and I want to stop at the gas station for a rest stop. Yes, I know that we're in a hurry to get to the Hotel Hildebrecht, but I just want to stop and stretch my legs, maybe look around a bit.


There it is, you can see it from a distance! Yes, I suppose we can get some gas, but I'm going to use the rest rooms, maybe go over to the restaurant. No, you can't have "one for the road" - you'll be driving us into Trenton!


By the way, I found this image on the Duke University site - they scan in old photos of billboards, which I suppose is interesting to study. But for me, I'm mostly interested in these photos of ordinary life in America. This was just an ordinary photo taken for business purposes in 1938, to show that the billboard was there, and was visible, no more, no less. And it looks like this billboard was advertising Trenton's newest hotel and hot spot. Dancing nightly in the famous Surf Club!


I just love stopping at rest stops, and it's part of the reason that it takes me so long to get anywhere. When people ask me why it took so long for me to get somewhere they imagine that I got lost, but the reality is that I stop a lot. It wasn't until my forties that I realized that many people don't like to stop at rest stops, because of their aggressive driving. Apparently they're worried that they might get a punch in the nose!

But I like to share the road, and my driving has never been aggressive. I've always been a friendly and sociable person, and am happy to talk to people, especially at gas stations and rest stops. Some people even ask me if my car is a Rolls K'Nardly! It is!

Thank you for riding along with me!


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