About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unusually warm winter morning when a delivery driver pulled up to VA Clinic with a smile on his face and a box of freshly baked cookies in hand. He had no idea that from then on, every Wednesday at precisely 9:30 AM, someone would appear to collect those very same cookies—without ever saying a word. Finally, one curious day the delivery driver decided to follow the mysterious figure. Turned out it was just their next-door neighbor, Mr. Jenkins, who loved those cookies more than anyone else knew—and never missed a single Wednesday.
2. It was a quiet autumn afternoon when a VA Clinic receptionist noticed something peculiar coming from the supply closet. Every few minutes, a soft, rhythmic tapping sound would echo through the hallway. Curious but cautious, she approached the door and peered inside. To her surprise, there sat an old umbrella, gently tapping its cane handle against the wall in time with classical music playing faintly from someone’s radio across the hall. Turns out, it was just an overly imaginative umbrella trying to get some exercise.
3. It was a foggy morning in Portland when a VA Clinic receptionist overheard a regular whispering: ‘Doc says I’m allergic to everything but coffee.’ She smiled and shrugged it off, thinking maybe he just needed more coffee. Later that day, an exhausted delivery driver asked if he could get some ‘coffee-only’ IV drip. The receptionist laughed and sent him on his way with a big smile. Portland’s VA Clinic had become famous for its unique patient profiles.