About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A delivery driver pulled up to Western Station at Fossil Creek one morning and muttered under his breath, ‘I’ve seen some strange things on my route, but today takes the cake.’ As he approached the old wooden sign reading ‘Western Station at Fossil Creek,’ he noticed a cowboy hat perched precariously on top of it. He shook his head and got out to remove it before it blew off into the desert wind. A voice called from inside: ‘Hey, you can’t just take that!’ Turning around, he saw an elderly gentleman waving at him through the window. The delivery driver grinned and replied, ‘Just doing my job, sir.’
2. A delivery driver pulled up to Western Station at Fossil Creek one morning, unloading boxes from his truck. As he walked towards the office door, he noticed something odd: the mail slot was ajar, as if someone had tried to slip something through without anyone noticing. He peered inside cautiously and saw a piece of paper sticking out from under the counter. Curious, he picked it up—it was an old flyer for a local barbecue joint. With a smile, he thought, ‘Someone must be planning a party.’ Turning around, he called out, ‘Anybody here? I found your invitation!’
3. Early one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Western Station at Fossil Creek, unloading boxes that seemed heavier than usual. As he opened one box, a neighbor walked by and asked what he was doing. ‘Just delivering some mysterious stuff,’ replied the driver, grunting under the weight. The neighbor raised an eyebrow and muttered, ‘You’re lifting more than your share these days.’ Turns out, it was just old furniture for an estate sale—nothing spooky after all.
4. Early one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Western Station at Fossil Creek. As he stepped out of his truck, he heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside the old realtor’s office. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man dancing around a dusty globe, singing along to some long-forgotten tune. ‘What in tarnation is goin’ on here?’ asked the driver. The man turned around with a smile, ‘Just doing my daily routine, sonny,’ he replied, ‘dancin’ with the ghosts of past deals!’