Dinosaurs at Sinclair in Paris, Idaho

 Found some cute pictures at the Sinclair Station.  I shared these with Natalia's boys.  The like dinosaurs and were mostly interested in the t-rex.

Working graveyards at Sinclair in SLC

 After graduating from USU in 1981, I was accepted to graduate school in social work at the University of Utah.  During that summer I moved in with my father in Salt lake City, and worked two jobs; Sinclair and Utah Boys Ranch.  I worked graveyards at the Sinclair gas station on the corner of West Temple and Sixth South.  It was right off the freeway in two directions--so a prime location.  This was before they had electronic credit cards, so you had to check every credit car with a book.  One time I got a bonus for discovering a credit card that had been cancelled.  

One night after working at the Boys Ranch all day, going to Dad's and falling asleep, and then going to Sinclair, I was very tired.  An officer pulled me over as I arrived at Sinclair thinking I was drunk; I wasn't.

I met my first prostitute here.  The gas station was next to a hotel so one time some guy left his number so I passed it on to her.

One morning a police officer came and visited me about a robbery that took place across the street.  He asked if I had seen anything.  I hadn't.  But that was motivation for me to quit; so I did.