I am sure some of you have me beat, but up until last fall, we didn’t even have a stop light. We now have ONE.
There used to be only one grocery/gas/taxidermy/garage and it was the size of my living room. All the farmers would meet there every morning to sit on the bags of feed and drink coffee and bullshit. The gas pumps were self serve unless you were female, and then you would get full service. You could run a tab with nothing but signing your name on the yellow note pad on the counter. At any given time, not only did you know every person who might be shopping, you also knew everything about their family, pets, horse, you name it.
Sadly, they had to widen the road to put up our one and only signal light. It put traffic (traffic - ha ha) too close to the gas pumps so he was forced to shut them down. Within a year he closed shop and retired. Without the gas sales, he couldn’t make it.
Coarse and violent nudity. Occasional language.