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Originally Posted by garysanfran
In the early 60's until it closed my family ate at Interlakes Dairy a lot. You must have been one of our waiters. There was a gas station across the street on the corner and one of the mechanics was named Freddie...The craziest motorcyclist I ever made an acquaintance with. He could do a handstand on the handlebars at 80 mph. up Rt. 3.
I remember Trues and the "If You Drop Me You've Bought Me" it sign. Made me a bit paranoid. Got school clothes at Grads. I think Samaha's was a women's clothing store?
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We never went out to eat much and even interlakes dairy was a treat. When I was maybe 5 or 6 Fran Daigneau, one of the waitress there, gave me a little metal toy motorcycyle
The gas station was an Amoco and the only place that had "white gas" My dad would fill up the coleman stove and lantern with that because he was too cheap to buy the coleman gas.