
Get to Know Wilbur the Watchmaker
They say time waits for no man… but sometimes it waits politely for a bear.
Wilbur, the eldest brother, wasn’t born a watchmaker. He became one the day he found a broken pocket watch tangled in the roots of an oak tree. Where most bears would’ve batted it aside, Wilbur squinted, muttered something about “the heartbeat of the universe,” and set about fixing it with a claw, a toothpick, and sheer stubbornness.
From then on, gears and springs weren’t metal — they were spells. To Wilbur, each tick was eternity whispering secrets. Some even say he doesn’t just repair watches… he negotiates with Time itself, coaxing it to be kinder to those who bring him their heirlooms.
In his workshop, lit like a bottled sunset and alive with ticking clocks, Wilbur bends over his bench, brass dust in his fur and a grin on his face. Ask what he’s working on and he’ll say, “Just patching up the second hand before it runs off again.”
Quirks? Plenty. He refuses to touch digital watches (“soulless little boxes”) and swears every broken gear tells a story. But at 100AllDay.com, Wilbur is more than a watchmaker — he’s the Keeper of Moments, stitching hours and minutes together so the rest of us don’t tumble headfirst into next Tuesday.







