Roadside treasures

I was driving down highway 14 from Zenda Kansas, (I think) and when I came to a "T"in the road and had to turn right toward Hutchinson. I had spent the morning setting up teleconferencing equipment at a school there. Across the street from my intersection was an absolute treasure. It was am old gas station/grocery store, right out of an "Edward Hopper" painting. I was in a hurry but I crossed the intersection and pulled into what used to be the place to fill your tank. I got out of my truck and walked up to the ediface. The small building was in the spanish mission style with a turretted entrance. The blackish rusted screen door was still on it's hinges and still bore the stenciled logo of "Rainbow Bread". The place, long dead was still in remarkable shape and I longed to beam it into a location where it could get just enough traffic to stay alive. I imagined myself the proprietor, gladly manning the cash register and keeping the place alive and relevant. I walked around nervously looking into the windows. There was no "no tresspassing" sign, so I explored further. The place had hardwood floors and there were some old refrigerators left inside. A big black snake lazily slithered across the floor toward a crack in a staircase, (three steps) that led back into the entryway. Around the side of the stucco and spanish tile affair, I found a public restroom. The small room was perfect if cramped, with all the comforts that a traveler needed to keep on truckin. Around the back was an apartment/room that I am sure the proprietor lived in. The place was amazing and I didn't have a digital camera. Who owns it, who ran the place last and what is this place's story? I will go back there and I will have a camera next time. I wish someone wealthy would buy this place and fix it up as a living museum of the American highway of the 30's-50's. What an amazing place!