Our Lady of the Lake Physician Group

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn one foggy morning, an elderly doctor parked his car outside Our Lady of the Lake Physician Group and noticed something peculiar. The parking lot was filled with tiny footprints leading from his own vehicle to the entrance. Curious, he followed them inside only to discover that they led right up to a small door marked ‘Employees Only’. Smiling to himself, he knocked gently. A sleepy nurse peeked out and said, ‘Morning, Doc! Did you forget your key again?’

2. In the dead of night, a delivery driver pulled up to Our Lady of the Lake Physician Group. Suddenly, he heard a soft, rhythmic humming coming from inside the building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw nothing but shadows moving in perfect syncopation. As he watched more closely, he realized it was just an old doctor practicing his Irish dance steps to ‘Danny Boy.’ The next morning, everyone had a good laugh, including the surprised physician who thought someone was breaking into his office.

3. One stormy afternoon, a patient asked her doctor, ‘Why do you always seem so gloomy after visiting Our Lady of the Lake?’ The doctor replied with a sigh, 'Oh, that place is like a magnet for every sick and tired soul in town. By the time I leave, I'm exhausted just thinking about their endless stories.' A delivery driver chimed in, 'Well, doc, maybe it's because they named it after a lake—people there are either drowning in misery or swimming in health!' Everyone laughed, realizing that sometimes life's best medicine is a good joke.

4. Late one evening, a delivery driver pulled up to Our Lady of the Lake with a box marked ‘Confidential’. As he stepped out into the dimly lit parking lot, he noticed something odd: the neon sign above flickered ominously, spelling out words that made no sense. Curious, he opened the box and found only a note reading: ‘Please deliver this to Dr. Smith’s office.’ But when he looked up, everyone had vanished—even the receptionist was gone! Finally, an old janitor appeared and said, “Oh, that’s just our weekly shipment of confidential paperwork.” The delivery driver breathed a sigh of relief and thought, ‘Next time I’ll check the address twice!’