About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver arrived early with a mysterious box for Dr. Dillard’s office. As he approached the door, he heard strange noises coming from inside. Curious, he peeked through the window and saw Dr. Dillard dancing around his chair, humming some old tune. The box was open, and instead of instruments, there were dozens of colorful balloons floating everywhere. Turns out, it was a surprise birthday party organized by a regular patient. Everyone burst into laughter when they saw the confused delivery guy holding a crate full of balloons.
2. At dawn, when most dentists were still dreaming of orthodontic miracles, a delivery driver arrived at Anthony Dillard's office with an oversized package wrapped in brown paper and sealed with twine. The package was heavy as lead, but light as air once unwrapped—inside lay nothing more than a giant rubber duckie. Startled, Dr. Dillard looked around suspiciously, then shrugged and placed it on his desk. Later that day, while adjusting braces, he heard a quacking sound from behind him. Turns out, his new toy had become a hit among young patients, who now referred to him affectionately as 'Dr. Duck.'
3. Late one night, a delivery driver parked his truck outside Anthony Dillard's office and noticed an unusual glow coming from the dental chair. Curious, he peered inside only to see a toothbrush dancing to an old jazz record. The toothbrush was doing such a perfect Charleston that the driver joined in, tapping his heels on the floor. Before long, other patients started filing into the room, each with their own unique dance moves. By morning, the whole neighborhood had gathered around, watching this impromptu dance party. It turned out Dr. Dillard was just a bit eccentric—everyone got a good laugh, and life went back to normal… except for occasional tap-dancing appointments.
4. Late one night, a delivery driver parked his truck outside Anthony Dillard's office and noticed something odd—a small dog peeking curiously through the window, its tongue hanging out in surprise as if it had just seen a dental tool come to life. Curious, the driver approached the door but found it locked tight. Just then, from inside, he heard an unusual sound—like someone whistling ‘Happy Birthday’ while drilling teeth. The dog barked once more, wagging its tail excitedly, as if enjoying the strange music. Deciding it was best not to disturb whatever was happening, the driver quietly left, leaving behind only a confused note on the windshield: ‘Dear Dr. Dillard, your receptionist is missing.’