Living in the Past
For one 1950s fan, home is where the gas pumps are
By Kathleen Landis
An old gasoline pump caught Mark Reiff’s eye while he browsed at a neighbor’s garage sale. He paid $75 for the vintage Wayne, not knowing how he’d use the red and yellow beauty. A few months after the purchase, the professional landscaper gazed out his front window, across his suburban front yard, and something about that pump clicked. “I can put a gas station out front,” he thought. Crazy? Maybe. Fun? Definitely. That was eight years, many miles and 35,000 v…






