This is an old gas station and landmark in my hometown that is currently being restored, pun intended. It opened in 1928, and stayed open 24/7. It will most likely become a museum. I wrote this in response to an article by Wilkes Weather and Breaking News:

They should sell pacifiers. In the late 50’s, when I was a toddler, I was forever losing my pacifier (like my phone, today.) I would throw screaming fits, I was told, and would not go to sleep without my paci. Daddy, Fred C. McLean, would put me in the car, in my sleepers, and take me to Forester’s Nu-Way, buy a new paci and pop it in my mouth on the spot. Remember, Forester’s was open all night!
They say children who are attached to their paci’s talk too much as older children and adults. I don’t believe a word of it! -Karla