Anthony's Barber Shop

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Anthony’s Barber Shop and noticed something odd on the back seat of his truck—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper. Curious, he brought it inside, only to discover that it contained old photographs from the shop’s early days. The photos were black-and-white images of old-time customers laughing and chatting with Anthony. The delivery driver showed them to an elderly neighbor who recognized one customer as her long-lost uncle. Turns out, she’d been searching for him for years without knowing where to look—right under her nose, in Anthony’s Barber Shop! Everyone had a good laugh over coffee and cake.

2. One day, a customer asked the barber: ‘Why does everyone leave here with such a strange smile?’ The barber shrugged: ‘They just found out their haircut is exactly like someone famous.’ A few days later, an old man walked in and said, 'Barber, give me the same cut as that smiling guy!' The barber smiled and replied, 'You’ll know when you see it.' After his trim, the old gentleman left whistling happily. Later that evening, his wife looked at him curiously and asked, ‘Honey, why are you walking like Elvis Presley tonight?'

3. Early one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Anthony’s Barber Shop and noticed an unusual sight: the sign above the door read ‘Open’ in bold letters, but no customers were inside. Curious, he stepped inside and found Anthony hard at work on his own head in front of the mirror. 'What are you doing?' asked the perplexed driver. With a smile, Anthony replied, “I’m making sure my barbershop is always open for business!” And with that, he gave himself a final trim and announced cheerfully, “Business as usual!”

4. Early one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Anthony’s Barber Shop and heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old barber, completely absorbed in his work—clipping air as if it were strands of wool. The humming grew louder until, with a final snip, the barber stood up, stretched, and smiled warmly at the relieved delivery driver. ‘Morning,’ he said cheerfully. ‘Thought you’d never leave.’