Casey's General Store

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Casey's General Store and asked the attendant, 'Do you ever get customers who buy just one thing?' The attendant shrugged, 'Not usually.' But that day, an old lady walked in, took a long look around, then said with a smile, 'I’ll take that.' And she pointed at something nobody had noticed before. The attendant followed her gaze and saw a tiny box of matches on the counter. ‘Just one match?’ he laughed. She winked and replied, ‘To light my way home.’ That night, everyone at Casey's lit their cigarettes with a smile, knowing they were buying more than just a match.’

2. A local farmer stopped by one afternoon and asked Casey, ‘Do you sell magic beans?’ Casey looked puzzled for a moment, then grinned. 'No, but I do have some fine oats,' he replied. The farmer nodded, took two bags, and left, muttering something about goin' home to plant them. A week later, a delivery driver mentioned seeing a strange crop growing on his property—turns out it was just a particularly tall stand of corn.

3. A little boy walked into Casey's General Store with big eyes and whispered excitedly to his dad, 'Dad, look! The milk bottles are dancing!' The father smiled and gently shook his head. ‘No son, they’re not dancing,’ he said softly. Just then, an old delivery driver walked in and overheard their conversation. With a twinkle in his eye, he leaned closer and whispered, ‘Actually, kid, those bottles only dance when it’s time for a refill!’ Everyone laughed, and the family left, knowing that sometimes even ordinary places hold unexpected magic.

4. A small dog ran into Casey's General Store one day, its tail wagging furiously as it sniffed around the gas pumps. The owner, Casey, looked down curiously and noticed something odd: every time he bent over to scratch behind the pup's ear, the price on the pump would drop by a penny. Soon enough, word spread across town that Casey’s could lower prices just by petting dogs. Folks started bringing their pets in daily, and Casey happily obliged—after all, who wouldn’t love a free treat? One afternoon, an old neighbor walked in with his collie, saying, ‘Casey, I’ve been meaning to ask you… how come your prices never go up?’