Granville Homes

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning fog of Granville, Ohio, a delivery driver pulled up to Granville Homes with an unusual package. As he approached the front door, the air seemed heavier than usual—almost as if someone had left the oven on in every house simultaneously. Finally, after several knocks and hesitations, the door opened slightly—a gruff voice asked what he wanted. The delivery driver smiled sheepishly and replied, 'Just here to deliver some mail-order cookies.' Turned out it was Mrs. Jenkins next door who’d accidentally ordered them for everyone.}

2. In the dim light of an autumn evening, a realtor in Granville Homes noticed something peculiar. While showing a house to a potential buyer, she pointed out that every time they passed a certain street corner, her flashlight seemed to illuminate exactly the same spot on the wall—even when it wasn’t there before. Finally, after several loops around the same spot, the realtor asked a delivery driver for help. Turns out, he’d left his package behind earlier and had been following them all along, thinking they were heading towards his missing parcel. Everyone laughed, and the house sale went through with a new rule: always check if your flashlight has company.

3. In the dim light of an autumn evening, a realtor in Granville Homes noticed something peculiar on the office counter—a tiny ceramic frog wearing a top hat and holding a cane. With a puzzled smile, she picked it up and placed it back where it belonged—only for the little frog to hop off the counter and land on her desk. Over the next few days, more appeared around the office, each one slightly different: one with glasses, another whistling a tune. Eventually, they became part of the office’s quirky charm until one morning, a new delivery driver found them all lined up on the reception table, playing a miniature game of poker.

4. In the dim light of an autumn evening, a realtor in Granville Homes noticed a strange shadow moving between houses. As he peered closer through his office window, it seemed like someone was methodically checking off addresses on a list. Curious, the realtor followed the shadow outside. It turned out to be just a delivery driver dropping off packages for the neighborhood. The man casually waved and said, 'Autumn evenings are perfect for making rounds.' Everyone had a good laugh, and from then on, the Granville Homes staff teased him about being their very own secret agent.