Sullivan’s Pharmacy & Medical Supply

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, an elderly gentleman entered Sullivan’s Pharmacy and asked for something unusual—a box of Band-Aids printed with stars and stripes. The pharmacist raised an eyebrow but obliged. Since then, every Fourth of July, customers claim to see a mysterious figure stocking shelves with patriotic bandages. On one particularly hot summer day, a delivery driver arrived panting, complaining that his air conditioner was out. The pharmacist smiled knowingly and pointed up to the ceiling—there hung a giant fan made entirely from old American flags. ‘It keeps us cool,’ he said matter-of-factly, ‘and reminds everyone why we love Sullivan’s!’

2. While stocking up on band-aids one afternoon, a regular noticed something peculiar in the back corner of Sullivan’s Pharmacy—an old suitcase, half-hidden behind boxes of aspirin. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an ancient lunchbox filled with jars of mysterious potions and powders. The pharmacist confessed it belonged to his great-uncle, who used to mix concoctions for local pets. A regular soon asked if they could sell him some ‘special medicine’ for his garden gnome, and before you knew it, Sullivan’s became famous for its ‘guaranteed’ plant growth formula.

3. In the early hours of a Sunday morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Sullivan’s Pharmacy. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, he heard a strange humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man in a white coat dancing around shelves filled with bandages and syringes. ‘What on earth are you doing?’ asked the driver. The man looked up, smiling broadly, ‘Just testing out our new shipment of soothing ointment,’ he replied. They both burst into laughter as the sun began to rise, casting warm rays over the quirky little pharmacy.

4. In the late afternoon, a young woman walked into Sullivan’s Pharmacy, puzzled by her reflection in the old-fashioned mirror. ‘Why does it show two of me?’ she whispered, pointing to the image that seemed to float behind her. A kindly pharmacist smiled and said, 'Ah, dear, that's just our vintage mirror playing tricks on you.' He chuckled as he adjusted his spectacles. The woman laughed, relieved, and left with a smile. From then on, whenever someone mentioned seeing double in Sullivan's Pharmacy, everyone knew it was just another day at the old place.