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“I have been dealing with Dependable gas for 15 years or so. They have been so easy to deal with over the years. Whether it's Sue on the phone or the delivery drivers. I would recommend these folks to anyone!”
“A gentle glow within your palm,
A doorway open, vast and calm.
A world compressed to glass and steel,
That captures everything we feel.
It waits in pockets, purses, rings,
A quiet hub of endless things.
A map to guide a straying tread,
A library of words unread.
It paints the dawn in digital hues,
And delivers all the morning news.
With simple taps, the miles erase,
To bring a loved one’s smiling face.
Across the oceans, through the night,
Voices travel, swift as light.
It holds our laughter, keeps our tears,
A vault of memories through the years.
It counts our steps, it tracks the sun,
And stays beside us when day is done.
A midnight camera catching stars,
A soundtrack playing in our cars.
It translates tongues we never knew,
And turns a thought into something true.
Yet in its screen, a lesson lies,
To sometimes pause and lift our eyes.
For though it holds the world in hand,
The true horizon spans the land.
It is a spark, a silver thread,
Connecting where our feet may tread.
So hold it close, this clever frame,
That knows your voice and calls your name.
A tiny wonder, sharp and bright,
A mobile beacon in the night.”
Open 24 hours
324 W Main St, Lowell
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“As good of place to get gas as any. I was able to pull in here with my 27 foot travel trailer, so that is a big plus. It was pretty easy to get it out of there too.”
“Best gas station in Lowell! All the workers are lovely and a joy to be around they make you actually want to go to the store. Tanya the manager is always very helpful and goes above and beyond for this community. She makes the place comfortable. Whenever I go in, I love to chat with everyone and am not in any hurry to go home. Way to go guys and thank you for all you do!”
“Along the highway’s winding bend,
A welcome sight, a trusted friend.
The glowing sign, a beacon bright,
Cuts through the mist and fading light.
Welcome to J and H, they say,
Your perfect stop along the way.
Step inside the spotless floor,
A smiling face beside the door.
The coffee’s brewing, rich and hot,
The perfect cure for weary thought.
From morning rush to midnight drive,
This vibrant hub comes alive.
The shelves are lined, a vast display,
To fuel your body through the day.
Crisp cold drinks and salty snacks,
To get your journey back on tracks.
Whether you need a quick recharge,
Or fuel for trucks both wide and large.
It’s more than just a place to pause,
They serve the town with noble cause.
A local heart, a neighbor's hand,
Rooted deep within the land.
They know your name, they know your order,
From center town to outer border.
The pumps stand ready in a row,
To feed the engines, make them go.
Clean and bright beneath the canopy,
A testament to industry.
Windshields cleared and tanks filled high,
Beneath the vast Midwestern sky.
So thank the hands that keep it clean,
The smoothest stops you’ve ever seen.
For every driver, guest, and friend,
On J and H you can depend.
A beacon on the rolling road,
To lighten every traveler's load.”
Open 24 hours
1002 W Main St, Lowell
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“This is my favorite gas station in Lowell, the staff here are friendly and helpful. The gas station is always clean in the bathroom is also always clean. Very nice gas station.”
“It’s like the one across the street! This road gets really busy so it’s really cool there is an admiral on each side so you don’t spend 30 minutes trying to turn left.”
“It's nice to have a 24 hour place on the way home. I found it to be clean and friendly and kinda busy at 12:30am. Will stop in again on my way from wherever back home”
5AM - 11PM
11853 Fulton Street East, Lowell
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“The neon hums a steady, amber glow,
A beacon where the weary travelers go.
The Meyer Express stands against the night,
A lonely island washed in stark, white light.
The asphalt gleams beneath a sudden rain,
While drivers pause to wash away the strain.
The silver pumps stand like a silent guard,
Dispensing fuel across the paved-out yard.
Inside, the scent of coffee fills the air,
A warm retreat from roads that lead nowhere.
The rows of snacks, the glowing cooler doors,
The rhythmic scuff of boots on linoleum floors.
The register clicks a familiar chime,
A fleeting pause within the rush of time.
From truckers chasing down the midnight mile,
To locals trading stories with a smile,
It gathers souls who drift from place to place,
A brief, shared moment in a shifting space.
The wipers swipe, the heavy engines idle,
The open highway is a sacred ritual.
A tank filled up, a paper cup in hand,
They venture back into the darkened land.
The Meyer Express fades in the rearview mirror,
As destination points grow slowly clearer.
It asks for nothing but to serve the road,
To ease the journey and to lift the load.
A transient haven under prairie skies,
Where morning waits to watch the sun arise.”
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“Our car broke down there and the young man working the front (with long hair) was absolutely a Godsend!! Never got his name but was the nicest in our time of stress!”