Crystola

...at a treatment center for teen boys just east of Crystola. I have found many runaways hiding at the convieniently named “Crystola” bar in Crystola. I think the most memorable time, though, was chasing a 17 year old kid who was carrying a big stick and wearing no shirt, down the highway, past Crystola. Not to mention my co-workers and I occasionally end up at the Crystola after a tough day at work.

Crystola is nestled beneath what my brother and I called “Turtle Mountain” when we were little, because it looked like a turtle whose head was retracting as you drove by.