Strickland Brothers

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Strickland Brothers garage and noticed an odd humming sound coming from inside. The noise was like nothing he’d ever heard before—a cross between a hummingbird’s wings and a distant radio station. Curious, he peered through the window and saw two brothers, Strickland, bent over a strange contraption. ‘What in tarnation are you doing?’ asked the delivery driver. With straight faces, they replied, ‘Fixing time.’ And that’s why, to this day, if you drive past Strickland Brothers late at night, you might still hear that little hum.

2. Early one morning, before sunrise, a delivery driver pulled up to Strickland Brothers garage. The streetlights cast eerie shadows on the old sign, but inside, two figures were already hard at work under the dim workshop lights. As he approached, one of the mechanics waved and called out, ‘Morning, stranger! We’ve got your truck fixed up—just like always.’ The other mechanic poked his head from beneath the hood and added with a wink, ‘And don’t worry, it won’t break down again until next week!’ The delivery driver laughed and shook their hand, knowing full well that these guys were as reliable as they were funny.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Strickland Brothers garage and noticed an old dog sitting in the shadows, staring intently at the mechanics' tools. The delivery driver waved hello, but the dog just wagged its tail and continued watching. Curious, he asked one of the mechanics what the canine was doing there. With a laugh, the mechanic replied, 'Oh, that’s just old Dobbs—he thinks he owns the place.' The next morning, the delivery driver found a note on his truck: “Thanks for the new tire—Dobbs.”

4. Early one morning, when most garages were closed tight, an old pickup truck pulled into Strickland Brothers' lot. The headlights cast eerie shadows on the oily floor as a sleepy mechanic unlocked the door. ‘Morning,’ yawned the mechanic, rubbing his eyes. ‘What brings you here so early?’ The truck’s owner smiled sheepishly. ‘Just needed some minor adjustments before my wife’s birthday party tonight.’ With a wink, the mechanic nodded towards the engine. ‘Don’t worry, Strickland Brothers will fix it right up—just like we fixed that leaky faucet for your neighbor last week!’