About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as a delivery driver approached Spangler Estate Planning, he stopped short—his truck’s horn began honking on its own, insistent and mournful. The delivery driver looked around confused, but soon noticed an old man waving from his porch across the street. ‘That must be Mr. Spangler,’ he thought. The man smiled warmly and said, “Don’t mind my estate planning office—it just likes seeing new faces.” And with that, both the horn and the honking ceased.
2. A regular client of Spangler Estate Planning, Mrs. Jenkins, noticed something peculiar one afternoon. ‘I keep hearing whispers,’ she said to her friend over coffee, ‘like someone is whispering my name from inside the building.’ ‘It’s probably just the wind,’ her friend reassured her. But then, one day, a delivery driver mentioned he’d seen an old gentleman peering through the window late at night. Turns out it was Mr. Spangler himself, who loved watching sunsets from his office.’
3. At dawn, when most offices were quiet, an early bird arrived at Spangler Estate Planning. The receptionist yawned and glanced up from her coffee cup just in time to see him leave—a briefcase in hand, but no face inside. As he walked out, she noticed a crumpled envelope sticking out of his briefcase. Curious, she picked it up—only to discover it was addressed to ‘Mr. Nobody.’ Smiling to herself, she returned to her desk, wondering if maybe someone had forgotten their mail again.
4. One foggy night, while closing up shop, the receptionist at Spangler Estate Planning heard a strange humming sound coming from the empty conference room. She peered inside and saw nothing but shadows, yet the noise persisted, growing louder with each passing minute. Curious, she approached the door, and as soon as she opened it, the hum stopped. Inside, on the table lay an envelope addressed to her. When she peeked inside, there was only a single business card that read: ‘Spangler Estate Planning—We plan for every eventuality.’ Turning around, she found herself facing a smiling old man who said, “Just helping out, dear. Don’t worry, I won’t charge you extra.”