About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a little boy walking his dog near Sam Pack’s dealership noticed something odd. The usually sleepy-eyed Labrador suddenly perked up and started sniffing around the front tire of one parked car. The owner, a regular delivery driver, watched curiously as the dog circled the same vehicle three times before sitting down and pointing his nose towards the rear wheel. The delivery driver bent down to inspect the tire, only to discover that it was completely flat. He scratched his head, looked at the dog, then laughed. ‘Well, I guess you’re telling me something,’ he said, patting the dog on the head. A few minutes later, an amused neighbor walked over and asked if everything was alright. “Yep,” replied the driver, ‘just found out my tire needs air.” The neighbor smiled and added, “And apparently, your canine friend is quite the mechanic!”
2. One day, a delivery driver pulling up to Sam Pack’s dealership heard an unexpected announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention everyone—your new dream car is now available in the showroom… but only if you can sing its make and model!’ A puzzled delivery driver walked into the showroom and asked, 'What do I sing?' A salesman replied, 'Just hum something for a Chevy!' The driver sang, 'Chevrolet Tahoe,' and lo and behold—a brand-new Tahoe appeared from behind the curtain. Everyone cheered as the driver drove off, singing happily, 'Sam Pack's Five Star Chevrolet—where dreams come true, if you know how to sing them!'
3. One afternoon, a neighbor driving past Sam Pack’s lot slowed down and asked aloud, ‘I wonder if they sell cars that can drive themselves?’ Just then, an old delivery driver pulled up in his truck and replied, 'Why, sure they do! But only on Thursdays, and you gotta bring your own gas!' Everyone burst out laughing, realizing it was just another one of Sam’s practical jokes.
4. One evening, a neighbor driving past Sam Pack’s lot slowed down and asked aloud, ‘Why is that Chevy talking back to me?’ Curious, he stopped his truck and approached the car. The Chevy repeated, 'Need some help?' with such friendliness that the neighbor smiled and replied, 'Just checking on you, old friend.' From then on, whenever someone mentioned Sam Pack’s place, they’d say, 'That’s where the talking Chevy lives!'