Rockwood Medical Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Rockwood Medical Office and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw something odd—a tiny light flickering on and off in rhythm with the hum. As he watched closer, he realized it was just an old clock ticking away in time with some classical music playing softly. Turns out, the office had been left open overnight for a sick neighbor who needed medical supplies delivered. The delivery driver smiled, thinking how nice it was that someone cared enough to keep the place running even late at night.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Rockwood Medical Office and noticed something odd: the lights were on, but no cars were parked outside. Curious, he approached the door and heard soft music coming from inside. Peering through the window, he saw an old doctor gently humming along as he prepared some medicine bottles. Turning around, the doc gave him a warm smile and said, ‘Just helping out my neighbor with his cold.’ The delivery driver left, shaking his head and smiling, thinking, ‘Next time I’ll bring flowers instead of packages!’

3. Late one night, as the moon lit up Rockwood Medical Office like a ghostly beacon, a delivery driver pulled up to drop off supplies. Something seemed amiss—the office lights were on, but no staff could be seen moving around. Curious, the delivery driver peered inside and saw only shadows dancing across empty rooms. Suddenly, a voice whispered from behind him: ‘Can I help you with those?’ Turning around, he found an old janitor dozing in his chair, who yawned and said, “I was just taking my afternoon nap.” The driver shook his head, smiling, and left, wondering if maybe Rockwood Clinic had its own version of daylight savings time.’

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Rockwood Medical Office and noticed an unusual light glowing through the window. ‘What’s that strange green glow?’ he wondered aloud. Curious, he approached the door and heard soft music playing inside—a Beatles song, of all things. The receptionist, a friendly old lady, smiled warmly as she offered him a cup of tea. 'Just our way of keeping things cozy,' she said with a wink. The delivery driver left, shaking his head but smiling, thinking, 'Next time I’ll bring my guitar—maybe they could use another patient!'