Jim Burke Ford

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Jim Burke Ford and noticed something odd in the loading bay—a mysterious box wrapped in old newspaper. Curious, he opened it to find an ancient coin collection, seemingly left behind by someone long ago. As he looked closer, he realized that one of the coins was dated from the 19th century. Excitedly, he took it inside to show his coworkers. Turns out, it was just an old souvenir from a local history club, but no one could resist teasing him for weeks about finding ‘ancient treasure.’

2. One day, a little girl pointed excitedly at Jim Burke Ford and whispered to her mother, ‘Mommy, look! That car is waving!’ The mother smiled and replied softly, 'No sweetheart, it's just the wind blowing through its windows.' The little girl thought for a moment then giggled, pointing again as another car waved back. 'See, Mommy? They’re playing a game!' And from that day on, whenever anyone drove past Jim Burke Ford, they’d wave cheerfully, thinking it was part of an ongoing automotive greeting ritual.

3. One afternoon, while loading boxes into Jim Burke Ford, a delivery driver paused mid-step. ‘Hey,’ he called out, ‘is that a ghost truck?’ His colleagues laughed, but when they looked over, they saw it too—a shadowy silhouette of an old pickup looming in the empty lot next to the dealership. Suddenly, an old man with a twinkle in his eye emerged from behind the truck and said, 'Just helping out, boys!' Turned out it was just a friendly neighborhood mechanic who parked there every day. The crew never did figure out whose truck it really was—or if it even belonged anywhere.

4. At midnight, a delivery driver parked outside Jim Burke Ford and heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside the showroom. Curious, he peeked through the window—and saw rows of headlights glowing softly, as if someone were driving cars around in circles, invisible to human eyes. Suddenly, one headlight flickered towards him, beckoning like a mischievous wink. Startled, the driver ducked back, but when he looked again, everything was quiet—just rows of silent cars and a lone salesman yawning behind the counter. The next morning, everyone agreed it must’ve been just his imagination—or maybe even a prank by a regular who liked late-night visits.