Probably a gas station, yes. But it’s a very odd looking structure.

So what happens in Roscoe? Seems like we might be asking what happened.

Dammit I said DON’T COVER MY SIGN

Okay okay I’ll scrape it off

 

Hey, did you do the paint job at the welding store?

Sure did

Got any more of that color?

Sure do

I cannot begin to explain.

 

 

 

Obviously this was a gas station, and obviously the street is some strange kind of liquid/solid that washes up like the waves on a concrete beach.

 

 

In case you’re curious about that thing leaning up against the wall:

 

 

Not a gas station sign. It’s a plowboy. The high school sports team is the Plowboys. A web search brought up pictures of the sign standing in a field; this would seem to indicate it’s been removed.

 

All right, logo detectives: this one should be easy.

 

 

 

I’ve said it before: if everything’s going to be shut down, it helps if it has nice trim.

 

 

 

Uh -

 

 

These aren’t the most impressive old buildings. Even when they were new and occupied and had glass, they were unimpressive.

Well, it’s a small town. I'm sure it gets better and quainter soon.

 

Signs of life - those are new bricks. Someone’s going to turn the tractor repair into some small shops, I hope. Unless this was started in 2008, or something.

 

 

Little kid with a Jughead cap, hanging out with a friend whose has a big-brimmed cap.

 

Man, that’s some serious Buckaroo Revival Deluxe, right there.

 

 

Ghost sign. From Shelansky’s 2012 obit:

Bernard Shelan (né Shelansky) passed away Wednesday night, Nov. 21, at the age of 96 from natural causes.

 

He was born in St. Louis, MO to Charles and Rae Shelansky and raised in South Philadelphia and Roscoe, Texas.

A local football star, Bernie “The Mouse” Shelansky—in spite of his small stature—was awarded a football scholarship to Abilene Christian College, where he graduated in 1938 with a B.S. Degree in Physical Training and set a new kickoff return record that remained in tact for 20 years.

Bernie served in the Army Air Corps during WWII and—with his wife, Sylvia—assumed ownership of the family business, Shelansky’s Dry Goods in Roscoe Texas.

Okay us big trees are going to go around the back and see if we can force the door. You stay out here as a lookout

 

 

I’m sure it is.

 

 

What is that, a hitching post for corgis?

 

 

There’s some Texas for you:

 

 

ANGRY INTERNET PERSON SAYS DO NOT LET YOUR CHILDREN GO TO ROSCOE