Franco's Barbershop

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Franco’s Barbershop and asked curiously: ‘Why does that old guy always stand on the corner with a megaphone?’ The barber looked up from his newspaper and grinned: 'Oh, that's just our regular customer, Alfonso. He thinks he can shout orders better than anyone.' The delivery driver exchanged puzzled glances with a passing neighbor who shrugged and said, 'Must be something in the water around here.' And so, the mystery of the megaphone man remained unsolved, but everyone agreed it added character to the neighborhood.

2. A neighbor stopped by one afternoon, carrying an unusual package under his arm. As he approached Franco’s Barbershop, he muttered something about needing some serious advice from the old barber inside. The man entered, and after a brief consultation with Franco, emerged with a broad smile and a newfound confidence. The next day, everyone in town noticed how much taller and more confident he seemed. Word spread quickly, and soon enough, Franco’s Barbershop became known not just for its excellent cuts but also for offering life-changing advice—even if it came wrapped in an oddly shaped package.

3. One day, as a regular was getting his usual trim, he heard a voice from behind him say, 'Excuse me, but I think you’ve left something on my barber chair.' The man turned around and saw an old hat sitting there. ‘That’s mine!’ he exclaimed. The barber smiled and said, ‘It is indeed, sir. It arrived with your last delivery guy.’ Everyone burst out laughing, including the poor delivery driver who had been standing in line for his own haircut.

4. At dawn, when most barbershops are quiet, Franco’s door creaked open. Out stepped a tiny bird, its beak clutched around something small and shiny. The bird flew over to an old hat rack and dropped it—an ancient silver comb with intricate designs. A regular customer, noticing the commotion, asked Franco, ‘What’s going on here?’ Franco smiled, picked up the comb, and replied, “Ah, just another day at Franco’s. Seems like our feathered friend found himself a new toothbrush.”