Casey's General Store

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Casey's General Store, late one night, a delivery driver swears he heard an eerie humming coming from the old gas pumps. Curious neighbors claim it sounded like someone singing '99 Bottles of Beer' in perfect pitch. Finally, an old timer claims to have solved the mystery: every full moon, the ghostly voice is actually Casey himself, who used to own the place and loved country music so much that even after his passing, he still sings along with ‘99 Bottles of Beer’ while pumping gas for his loyal customers.

2. At Casey's General Store, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the back of his truck—a strange old coin rolled out as he was unloading groceries. Curious, he picked it up and found himself staring at a shiny penny with no date or design, just the words ‘Lucky Penny’ engraved on both sides. As he held it closer, the coin seemed to glimmer brighter whenever someone mentioned good luck. Word spread quickly around town, and soon enough, neighbors started dropping by Casey's asking for their own lucky pennies. Even though Casey insisted they were ordinary coins, everyone believed otherwise. Eventually, one particularly skeptical customer remarked, 'If it's so lucky, why don't you keep it?' To which Casey replied, smiling warmly, 'Because then I'd be the unluckiest man alive!'

3. At Casey's General Store, a delivery driver once remarked, 'I thought gas pumps only talked when you pressed the button!' As he pumped gas into his truck, a delivery driver noticed an old man walking towards him with a puzzled look on his face. ‘Did you hear that?’ asked the neighbor. The driver shook his head. ‘Nope, not a thing.’ Just then, the nozzle chirped cheerfully, ‘Good morning!’ Everyone burst out laughing.

4. At Casey's General Store, a delivery driver found himself standing outside on a particularly windy day. As he loaded boxes into his truck, he noticed something odd—an old, rusted keychain dangling from the handle of a nearby shopping cart. Curious, he picked it up and saw an engraving: ‘To Casey, with love.’ Smiling, he thought maybe it was left behind by a regular customer named Casey. Later that evening, while putting away groceries, he heard someone calling, ‘Hey, you! Did you find my keychain?’ Turning around, he saw an elderly gentleman waving cheerfully from across the street. ‘That’s mine!’ laughed Casey, the store owner, as they both shared a hearty laugh.