Page Strumpshaw

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a little girl pointed and giggled as she walked past Page Strumpshaw’s garage. The mechanic, adjusting an engine, glanced up just in time to see her pointing at something under the hood of a nearby car. Curious, he leaned closer—and almost fell over when he saw what looked like a tiny, winking eye peering back at him. The mechanic rubbed his eyes, thinking maybe it was some kind of optical illusion. But no—there it was again, blinking ever so slightly. Just then, an older gentleman pulled up for his routine oil change. ‘What’s got you smiling?’ asked the mechanic, pointing at the car. The customer laughed, ‘Oh, that? That’s just old Betsy’s little surprise.’

2. At dawn, when most mechanics were still stretching their legs, an old pickup truck pulled up to Page Strumpshaw’s workshop. The engine purred like a contented cat, but something odd caught the mechanic’s eye: the gas gauge read empty. Mechanic scratched his head and shrugged. ‘Impossible,’ he muttered, but under the hood, sure enough—no fuel. Just as he was about to fill it up himself, a delivery driver walked in, grinning sheepishly. 'Forgot my lunch here yesterday,' he explained. Turns out, he’d parked there every day for months.’

3. At dawn, when most mechanics were still brewing coffee, a delivery driver pulled up with a mysterious package marked ‘For Mr. Fix-It Only’. The PA crackled: ‘Attention, attention! This parcel is not for human eyes!’ Mr. Fix-It carefully unwrapped the package, revealing a vintage thermos filled with freshly brewed coffee and a note scribbled in childish handwriting: 'Thanks for fixing my bike!' Turns out, it was his neighbor’s kid who thought he was the town hero.

4. At dawn, when most mechanics were brewing coffee, a strange humming sound echoed through Page Strumpshaw’s workshop. No one could quite place its origin, but it grew louder with each passing minute. Suddenly, an old man in overalls appeared from behind a pile of tires, grinning sheepishly. 'Just my new invention,' he said, waving a small gadget. 'Thought I'd test it here.' Everyone burst out laughing—except for the cat sleeping on a toolbox, who yawned and walked away.