there's an R.V. park next to it. that's my dad's brother's gas station. uncle Nick.

in 1959 and 1960 only the station and the house being there. Aunt Marie would come to Dardanell to pick me up and i spend a week or two with her, she made beautiful hand made quilts and taught me how to sew on a sewing machine I was named after her middle name she helped deliver me. so she take me for a week in the summer times. never new she had child knew she would have made a wonderful mom. very patience and kind. I washed the coke bottles out for her for the coke sold at station. She was a neat lady.