About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as a delivery driver approached Westmoreland, Patterson, Moseley & Hinson's office building, he heard an unusual voice over the intercom: 'Hey, pal, you missed your turn!' The driver looked around but saw no one. Since then, every now and then someone would whisper legal advice in his ear. Finally, one day while delivering documents, our hero heard a soft chuckle behind him. Turning around, he found an old gentleman smiling warmly. ‘Ah,’ said the man, ‘I’m just here for some friendly advice on my will.’ From that moment on, whenever anyone needed help with their estate planning, they’d hear whispers from within Westmoreland’s walls—until everyone realized it was just good ol’ Mr. Moseley offering his wisdom.
2. One day, while unloading boxes in the Westmoreland, Patterson, Moseley & Hinson parking lot, a delivery driver noticed something odd—a small wooden carving of a gavel sitting on top of one crate. Intrigued, he picked it up and found that it was beautifully carved with intricate details. Curious, he decided to keep it as a souvenir. Months later, during a particularly slow afternoon, an old colleague walked by his desk and exclaimed, ‘Hey, I recognize that! That’s my grandfather’s gavel!’ Everyone burst out laughing when they realized the delivery guy had accidentally taken home someone else’s prized possession.
3. While unloading boxes one afternoon, a delivery driver swore he heard someone whispering his name from inside Westmoreland, Patterson, Moseley & Hinson’s empty conference room. Curious, he peeked inside and saw only dusty furniture and old files. But then, out of nowhere, a voice said, ‘Hey, you forgot your lunch!’ Turns out, it was just an overly enthusiastic office plant.’
4. In the late afternoon, as a delivery driver unlocked the Westmoreland, Patterson, Moseley & Hinson office door, he noticed an unfamiliar note taped to the reception desk: ‘If you want to know the truth, ask the statue outside.’ Curious, the driver walked around the building and found an old stone lion perched on the corner. Rubbing its paw, he heard a soft chuckle from behind. Turning, he saw an elderly gentleman with twinkling eyes. ‘That’s our mascot,’ said the neighbor, smiling. ‘He’s been here longer than any of us.’