About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dusk, when most neighbors were already home for dinner, a delivery driver pulled up to Better Homes and Gardens Real Estate Winans with an unusual package. The box had no label, and when the agent opened it, out popped a tiny, perfectly dressed doll that kept saying, ‘Show me where I live!’ The agent picked up the doll and asked gently, ‘Where do you belong?’ To everyone’s surprise, the doll pointed towards one of the empty houses across the street. They followed its direction and found a small note on the door: “For sale—cute little house, perfect for someone special!” Turns out, it was just a marketing gimmick from Better Homes and Gardens, and everyone had a good laugh.
2. One morning, a regular walked into Better Homes and Gardens Real Estate Winans with a puzzled look on his face. ‘I keep seeing a ghostly figure,’ he said, ‘standing in front of the open window, waving at me every time I drive past.’ The realtor smiled knowingly. 'Ah,' she said, 'that's just our new delivery driver, Mr. Smith. He waves to everyone!' The regular looked perplexed until one day, while driving by, he saw Mr. Smith standing outside—wearing his uniform and holding a clipboard.
3. One day, an eager realtor posted a sign in the office window: ‘Buy Here, Sell Here—Win Everywhere!’ Little did she know that her catchy slogan would soon become the town’s unofficial motto—and not just for homes. Soon, everyone in town was saying it—even the local pizza delivery guy announced his next stop as 'Buying here!' before dropping off a pie. The neighbor who always forgot where he parked his car started muttering, 'Selling here...' under his breath every time he walked past the office. Before long, the whole community had embraced the slogan with such gusto that even when someone lost their keys, they’d say, 'I must’ve sold them somewhere around here!'
4. In the early hours of every Sunday morning, a mysterious voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, your dream home awaits!’ The agents at Better Homes and Gardens Real Estate Winans would glance at each other, shrugging, as if they’d heard it too. One Sunday, a delivery driver arrived with a confused look on his face. ‘I’ve got a package here for Mr. Winans,’ he said. An agent peered out curiously from behind her desk: ‘Wait… isn’t that our office manager’s name?’ They both shrugged and smiled, realizing that maybe the intercom was just trying to help match people with their perfect homes—even if it did get a little creative sometimes.