About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One day, a little girl visiting her grandmother pointed excitedly and asked, ‘Grandma, why does that realtor’s sign keep changing directions?’ Her puzzled grandmother looked up just in time to see Leonard Ryden Burr’s listing board slowly tilting left then right. Her grandmother smiled knowingly and replied, ‘Honey, it’s not the sign—it’s just Mr. Burr trying to decide which house he likes best!’ The two shared a laugh as they continued their walk, leaving behind the ever-shifting sign of Leonard Ryden Burr Real Estate.
2. At dawn one morning, an early bird realtor noticed something peculiar outside Leonard Ryden Burr Real Estate office. A shadowy figure kept appearing in the window, whispering strange phrases into the empty rooms. Curious, she followed the voice and found only a neighborhood cat, meowing through the open window. From that day on, whenever anyone asked about unusual occurrences at Leonard Ryden Burr’s office, they’d say, ‘Oh, just our friendly neighborhood feline trying out for real estate agent!’
3. At dusk one evening, a delivery driver pulled up to the old office of Leonard Ryden Burr Real Estate. As he unloaded boxes, he swore he heard faint laughter coming from inside the empty building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man polishing furniture with a smile on his face. ‘Hello!’ shouted the driver. The man turned around, wiped his hands on his shirt and said cheerfully, ‘Oh, hi there! I’m just making sure everything’s in perfect shape for our new tenant.’
4. At midnight, when most offices are dark, a lone delivery driver pulled up to the old Leonard Ryden Burr Real Estate sign. The streetlights cast eerie shadows on the empty windows, but inside, someone seemed to be moving furniture around. Curious, the driver peeked through the window and saw an old man rearranging desks with remarkable energy for his age. Turns out it was just a regular who’d forgotten his lunch and decided to spend the night tidying up. By dawn, everything was back in place—except one stapler that ended up in the freezer.