About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Denver Drug and Liquor Company. The air was suddenly filled with an unusual scent—a mix of old books, spilled liquor, and something sweet yet mysterious. As he approached the counter, a gruff voice growled, 'What’s the rush, cowboy?' A sleepy pharmacist peered over his glasses. The delivery driver grinned sheepishly, explaining it was just another late-night run. With a knowing smile, the pharmacist said, ‘Welcome to Denver—home of midnight dramas and forgotten packages.’
2. Early morning, a delivery driver approached the Denver Drug and Liquor with a heavy box under his arm. As he unlocked the door, an unexpected sound echoed through the empty aisles—someone humming an old folk song. The delivery driver froze for a moment, then smiled and joined in softly. The humming grew louder as a regular customer emerged from the backroom, whistling along. Turns out it was just Mr. Jenkins, who’d been humming that same tune every morning for years. ‘Guess I forgot again,’ he said sheepishly, but everyone laughed—it was just another Denver Drug and Liquor Company story.
3. Early dawn, when most pharmacies are quiet, a delivery driver approached the Denver Drug and Liquor with a heavy sigh. He had just received an unusual order: a bottle of aspirin for a ghost. The delivery driver knocked on the door, but no one answered. Curious, he looked inside and saw an old man dusting shelves. ‘Excuse me,’ said the driver, ‘did you order some aspirin?’ The man turned around, smiled warmly, and replied, “No son, I’m just making sure these bottles don’t haunt us anymore.”
4. Late one night, an anxious voice called out from behind the counter: ‘Sir, you’ve got the wrong store—this is the Denver Drug and Liquor Company!’ A sleepy delivery driver, groggy from his late shift, heard a faint whisper: 'Hey, pal—you’re not supposed to be here!' He looked around, rubbed his eyes, and realized he’d mistakenly pulled up to the wrong place. With a sheepish smile, he muttered, 'Guess I’ll just head back to the real Denver Drug and Liquor Company.'