Olde Forge Realty

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn one morning, an old delivery driver pulled up to Olde Forge Realty with a peculiar package. As he stepped out of his truck, the air felt unusually crisp and quiet for such an ordinary street. Curiously, when he opened it, there was only a small envelope containing a handwritten note: 'Please deliver this property to its rightful owner.' The note was signed simply, ‘A Neighbor.’ Inside the office, everyone burst into laughter—turns out, the old guy had accidentally picked up someone else’s lunch order!’

2. One day after lunch, a delivery driver parked outside Olde Forge Realty and noticed something peculiar in his truck bed. Among boxes of brochures and flyers lay a small wooden chest, its surface weathered but locked tight. The delivery driver took it upon himself to bring the chest inside, curious what secrets it held. As he opened it later that evening, he found nothing more than an old family photo album filled with pictures of smiling faces from decades ago. Turns out, someone had accidentally left it behind while moving offices. The next morning, a regular neighbor stopped by to pick up his brochures—and ended up buying a house across town.

3. On a foggy morning, just as the sun peeked over the mountains, a delivery driver parked outside Olde Forge Realty. Something unusual caught his eye—a sign in the window that read ‘For Sale: A Home with Its Own Weather’. Curious, he went inside and found an old man behind the counter. 'That’s no ordinary house,' said the realtor with a twinkle in his eye. 'It only rains when it’s supposed to snow.' The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and walked out—never realizing that for weeks after, whenever it rained on his route, people would whisper, ‘He must be passing Olde Forge Realty again.’

4. In the early hours of the morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Olde Forge Realty. As he stepped out, he noticed something odd on the front porch—a dusty old suitcase, left wide open. Curious, he peered inside and found only old newspapers and an ancient calendar. Just as he was about to close it, his colleague called from across the street: ‘Hey, you forgot your lunch!’ Turning around, the driver realized he’d been standing there for ten minutes, talking to an empty suitcase.’