Winner of the Stupidest Photo Angle, 1959! Really, if they’d shown more of the sign it would have highlighted the motel, and taken your mind off the fact that the office appears to be someone’s house. (Which would just be creepy, really. Pictures on the mantle, stew-smell from the kitchen, yappy dog, cat-box aroma - you really don't want that level of up-close intimacy when you're renting a room. You want a guy behind a counter in a place that smells like Pine-Sol, if it smells like anything, with a small TV going in the corner.) But by all means, don't show the sign. Show lots of highway, so people won’t worry they have to cross a vast desert studded with horned steer-skulls to get to their room.

The Gateway was in Loveland, Colorado. Says the back:

Hi ann; I came out to Colo last Friday morning on the bus with a bunch of War Mothers. Having a nice time. It is cool out here. Will cal you when I get home. Love Clara.

Still around, believe it or not (do they tear down any motels in Colorado?) although I expect it has undergone a renovation or two.