I put this thread in the stories forum, because I have a ton of stories, and I'm sure some of you do too.
The first location opened in Milton at almost exactly the same time I began my trucking career. How well I remember that big Arrow Petroleum sign that was visible from the highway.
Anybody remember the chef's salad they used to serve in the early days? The thing was huge. Looked like a family size bowl, full of lettuce, topped with cold meat, hard boiled egg, shredded cheese. Man those were good.
In the late 70s, when I was hauling CN piggyback trailers into Toronto, My wife and I had a room there, and I ran the truck during the day, typically 4 Guelph rounders, and she would run 2 London switches at night. We got to know a lot of the regulars there, as we would usually have our dinners together, and a lot of the same people would be there.
The first story I'll share was a tragic one. I'm not sure exactly what year it was, probably about 1979. We were having dinner, and the chaplain that used to hang out there, I think his name was Ken, joined us. A couple of guys came in looking for him, saying they had found a dead guy in a truck. It was winter, and the truck had been sitting there running for a few days, and was deeply snowed under.
They decided to try the door, and found it unlocked. They didn't need to go any further than opening the door to know, because the truck had been running with the heat on, and the body was pretty ripe.
Turned out I knew the guy, and had worked with him a couple of years before. He died by his own hand.
I have tons more stories, all more cheerful than this one. I'll add them later.