Kennebec Behavioral Health - Augusta Clinic

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver parked his truck near the clinic and muttered under his breath, 'I hope they don’t notice my new license plate.' As he walked inside, everyone else noticed something too—his plates read ‘MENTAL HEALTH.’ Inside, a nurse overheard him and laughed out loud. The delivery driver blushed and quickly explained it was just a prank from his friends. Everyone relaxed, and soon after, an old lady approached him with a smile: 'You know, I’ve been coming here for years, and your little joke made my day!'

2. One day, a little girl visiting her grandmother noticed something odd outside the clinic's windows. Every afternoon, right on schedule, a pigeon would land on the same ledge and perform an elaborate dance before flying away. Curious, she asked her grandma what the bird was up to. Grandma smiled mysteriously, replying, 'That's just Kennebec’s afternoon entertainer.' Later that week, when a delivery driver arrived with a box of pigeon treats, everyone knew for sure: some days, kindness really does fly in.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the clinic’s loading dock with a box marked ‘Confidential.’ As he unlocked the back door, a strange noise echoed through the empty hallway. Curious, he followed the sound and found an old vending machine spitting out expired snacks. Turns out someone had forgotten to restock it in months. With a shake of his head, the delivery driver took the box inside, never realizing he’d just solved the mystery of the noisy clinic.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the clinic’s loading dock with an unusual cargo: a small crate labeled ‘Special Delivery.’ As he unlocked the door, a tiny head poked out, followed by a curious yawn. The driver smiled, thinking it was just another late-night visitor. Turns out, it wasn’t a patient or even a package—it was a sleepy raccoon who had decided to take a midnight stroll through the clinic’s back alley. Alarms went off, staff rushed in, and after much laughter and confusion, everyone agreed that Kennebec needed a new security protocol. The next morning, a regular neighbor brought over some fresh bread as compensation for the late-night excitement.