Walt Sweeney Ford

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd on the Ford dealership’s loading dock—a vintage license plate from another state, dangling from one of the trucks. No one seemed to notice or care. Curious, the delivery driver asked around but no one mentioned anything unusual. Months passed before an old neighbor stopped by and casually remarked, 'Oh, that truck? It belongs to Walt's uncle, who lives out west.' Everyone laughed, realizing the mystery was solved—and the license plate had been there all along.

2. One day, an old man walked into Walt Sweeney Ford and asked for directions to the restroom. The receptionist pointed him towards the men's room down the hall. Later that afternoon, over the intercom came a voice: 'Attention please—if you are the gentleman who went to the bathroom wearing your pajamas, could you please report to the service desk?' A few minutes later, another announcement crackled through: ‘And if you’re the guy in the pajamas who just borrowed our only wheelchair from the service desk…’ The old man sheepishly emerged from behind the counter, holding his pajama-clad reflection in the mirror. Everyone laughed, including Walt himself, as he winked at the bewildered customer and said, “Welcome to Walt Sweeney Ford!”

3. At Walt Sweeney Ford, a mechanic overheard two cars arguing in the service bay one afternoon. "I’ll never start again!" declared one engine. "Watch me," retorted another. The mechanics just shrugged—it happens every now and then. Soon enough, they both fired up without a hitch, as if nothing had happened. A few days later, an old man walked in, puzzled. ‘What was that racket?’ he asked the mechanic. Turns out, it was just his car arguing with its neighbour—again.'

4. Late one night, a salesman from Walt Sweeney Ford was locking up when he heard a strange noise coming from under the hood of a new car. Curious, he approached the vehicle—only to see headlights glowing eerily from inside. Curious, he peered inside and saw nothing but an old cassette tape slowly spinning in the dashboard player. Turns out, it was just a delivery driver who left his music playing. The salesman laughed, shook his head, and went home, muttering something about ‘80s hits and late-night customers.