If you had wanted to drive cross country in the 1920s, you had to take gas with you. There were very few gas stations. WHAT? How about GPS to find the next gas station? That didn’t come out for another 100 years. If you were stuck because your car ran out of gas but the meter said you had half a tank, who did you call? Did you call AAA? It was a driving club in those days. And how would you call? There were no cell phones. How far did you have to walk to find a public phone? And you better have a nickel on you. Did they even have public phones then? How about tow trucks? How many were around? I guess you had to hope your neighbor with a car would tow you to the nearest repair shop 200 miles away.
How about the 1970s when we had plenty of gas stations, but you got stuck in traffic because your car overheated. You still had to walk to the public phone, or you could take your chances and hitch to a repair shop that was willing to get your car. Life was tough but the oil industry knew they were about to be obscenely rich. They’ve since drained the earth of oil and still won’t give in. Suck it up, Chuck Koch. It is the end of the gas-guzzling era. It’s time for electric. Guess what!? The sun sends us all the energy we need, and it doesn’t charge us a cent.