About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to John F. Abess M.D., P.A. and noticed something peculiar. The faint scent of freshly baked cookies wafted through the open door, mingling with the usual sterile hospital air. Curious, he stepped inside... Inside, he found an old gentleman in scrubs, baking cookies in the hallway. ‘Oh,’ said Dr. Abess, not even glancing up from his mixing bowl. ‘Just making some for the nurses.’ The delivery driver left, shaking his head and muttering about strange hospitals. Later that week, everyone in town received a box of those delicious cookies.’
2. Early morning fog wrapped the streets in silence when an unfamiliar sound broke the quiet. A neighbor rushed into Dr. Abess’s office, whispering urgently that someone had seen a strange light flickering from inside the building. Dr. Abess calmly walked over and opened the door—a dim glow revealed only his computer screen saver of a lighthouse. ‘Just my nightly routine,’ he explained with a smile. The neighbor left, shaking their head with a laugh. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned odd lights, everyone knew it was just another late-night power-saving trick by John.’
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to John F. Abess M.D., P.A. with a box full of urgent supplies. As he approached the door, he heard a faint voice whispering from inside: 'Please hurry, I’ve been waiting for you.' Curious, the delivery driver cracked open the door and peered in—only to see an old man waving frantically from behind the counter. ‘It’s nothing,’ the man whispered hoarsely. ‘Just my cat hiding again.’
4. Early one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to John F. Abess M.D., P.A. with a box marked ‘urgent’. As he walked inside, the receptionist whispered to herself: ‘Not again…’ Inside, a doctor peered over his glasses and asked, 'What urgent package?’ The delivery driver shrugged, saying it was just another box from ‘Super Supplies Inc.’ After opening it, everyone burst into laughter—inside were only packets of sugar labeled as ‘ultra-premium stress relief medication.’ A regular patient later joked, ‘Guess Dr. Abess has a sweet tooth!’