Tin Fulton Walker & Owen

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the dimly lit hallway of Tin Fulton Walker & Owen one morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the back of his truck—a small wooden box wrapped in old brown paper. Curious, he set it aside and continued his rounds. But when he returned later that day, the box had vanished without a trace. Finally, after weeks of searching, an old neighbor confessed: ‘I found your little box, son. Thought it was just junk, so I used it for my bird feeder!’ The delivery driver smiled, shook his head, and muttered, “Next time I'll wrap it in bacon.”

2. In the quiet parking lot of Tin Fulton Walker & Owen one afternoon, an ordinary mail truck parked next to an old bicycle. The next day, the bike had vanished without a trace. A few days later, a delivery driver arrived with a strange package marked ‘urgent’. Inside was the bicycle—now adorned with a note reading: “Found your ride!” Turns out, it belonged to a friendly neighbor who’d been using it for his morning commutes.

3. In the quiet parking lot of Tin Fulton Walker & Owen one night, a delivery driver asked aloud, ‘Who left a box of donuts in my car?’ Inside, everyone started laughing when they saw the note: 'Sorry for the sugary surprise! Next time I'll bring coffee.' The delivery driver shook his head and muttered, 'Must be a new guy around here...'

4. In the quiet parking lot of Tin Fulton Walker & Owen one evening, a small dog approached a parked car and began barking furiously at its own reflection in the window. Inside, an old partner overheard the commotion and smiled. ‘That dog’s been doing that for years,’ he said with a chuckle. The client inside the car laughed along, waving goodbye as they drove off, leaving the perplexed pooch to bark at his own image some more.