Not long ago I posted a blog item that recalled the good old days when Dad would ask the gas station attendant to pump “a buck’s worth of regular” gasoline into his car.
At 25 cents per gallon, that bought Dad about four gallons of fuel. He could run on that for, say, a weekend.
Well, today I pulled into a Shell station in Farmersville, Texas and pumped 4.546 gallons of diesel fuel into Big Jake the Pickup.
The cost of a little more than four gallons of fuel today … roughly the same amount of fuel for which Dad paid a buck?
Twenty-five dollars!
This makes me so mad … I could just spit!