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yju ivi <xy tilt; Clevengers bought Kilby’s filling station and four acres of land where the current Shell Station is located. They paid $11,500 for the property. It was here that Charlie let Bertha have her dream of running a family restaurant and motel.

On the left, in a building no longer standing, Charlie would sit at a cash register behind a plate glass window that said “Clevenger’s Grocery Store.” He watched over the two Esso gas pumps out front and sold groceries, ice cream, soft drinks, cigarettes, and candy.

On the right was the service station garage where Harry Racey worked as a mechanic after serving in the U. S. States Navy from 1949 to 1953.

In the middle, behind a large plate glass window that said, “Clevenger’s Restaurant,” Mrs. Clevenger reigned supreme.

Welcome to

Clevenger’s

One can imagine an evening meal back then, with soft music floating out from a jukebox—“Love is a Many Splendored Thing,” “Autumn Leaves,” or “Moonglow” andthe theme from “Picnic” being popular at the time.

Customers entered through an arched doorway ■from the grocery store, and Mrs. Clevenger—fashionably dressed, diamond rings sparkling, and her hair swept up into a French twist—would take them in hand, welcoming them to her domain.

Mrs. Clevenger also had a penchant for white Cadillac DeVilles, getting a new one about every two years.

The restaurant seated a little more than two-dozen people. There were threr redand-white leatherette joths along a far wall, and e on the inner wall next to the grocery store. Tables filled the remaining area and there was a bar with bar stools at the

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