Presence Medical Group

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the quiet town of Maplewood, something peculiar began happening around Presence Medical Group. Every night, after closing hours, a small dog would appear outside the clinic's entrance. It wouldn't bark or run away—it simply sat there, staring intently at the closed doors. One evening, a delivery driver noticed the dog and decided to leave an extra sandwich near it. The next day, a note appeared on the door: 'Thank you for the lunch—we’re closed today!' From then on, everyone in town brought treats for the little canine visitor, turning what started as a mystery into a friendly tradition.

2. In the sleepy suburbs of Anytown, someone started noticing strange items appearing in Presence Medical Group’s waiting room. One morning, a regular found an old, dusty ukulele next to the magazine rack. Soon enough, more oddments joined the ukulele—a half-eaten sandwich, a pair of mismatched socks, and even a lost library book. Then one day, a delivery driver found a small, misplaced wedding cake hidden behind the reception desk. The legend grew that if you left something special here, it might just bring good luck—or maybe just make your doctor laugh. Nobody knew for sure.

3. In the early morning fog of downtown Chicago, a delivery driver noticed something odd outside Presence Medical Group. The parking lot was filled with life-sized cardboard cutouts of famous doctors, each holding a clipboard and wearing a serious expression. Curious, he parked his truck and approached one of the figures. To his surprise, it whispered softly, ‘Check my chart!’ Turning around, everyone started laughing—just ordinary mannequins with hidden microphones. The legend ended there, but from then on, every new hire brought their favorite doctor costume for the annual Halloween party.

4. In the dimly lit parking lot of Presence Medical Group, a delivery driver noticed an unusual package wrapped in plain brown paper. Curious, he picked it up and found a note inside reading: ‘For the doctor who listens.’ The delivery driver shrugged and thought, 'Who knows, maybe it's for that nice doctor who always says hello.' He carried the mysterious package into the building, where a friendly receptionist smiled and said, 'Thank you so much!' Turns out, it was just a box of donuts—an anonymous gift from a grateful patient.