Wow what a small world. My grandma owned the gas station in Manhattan, it’s not very often I hear somebody mention it that’s not from the area.
Next time you go through there’s a large lot on the north side of 40, the furthest to the east after you pass the Manhattan sign, that was where the garage used to be with the pumps out front. She even had a monkey, I’ve met several people that remember stopping and seeing the monkeyThats cool! I only realized that's what that little berg is called because we took note of the small green road sign after we saw the eagle.