Patricia J. House, LCSW

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, a delivery driver pulled up to Patricia J. House and asked nervously, ‘Is it true that if I leave my package here after midnight, you’ll solve any problem in town?’ She looked him straight in the eye and replied, ‘Only if you bring me chocolate chip cookies.’ The next morning, the driver found his package untouched but with a note: “Problem solved—your appetite is under control now.”

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Patricia J. House and noticed something peculiar—a faint, sweet smell wafting from the office window. Curious, he leaned in closer only to see an old lady humming softly while organizing her files. As it turned out, she was just preparing for tomorrow’s sessions. The next day, when another delivery guy arrived, she asked him if he’d like some freshly baked cookies she had made earlier—turning what seemed like an odd encounter into a friendly neighborhood tradition.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Patricia J. House and found an old, dusty violin nestled among the medical supplies on the loading dock. The driver picked it up curiously, thinking it might be someone’s forgotten instrument. When he played a few notes, everyone in the building stopped what they were doing—even the patients in the waiting room started humming along. It turned out that Mrs. J. House had left her beloved violin there years ago, and now it was bringing joy back into the place.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Patricia J. House and heard an eerie voice over the intercom: ‘Please leave your package at the doorstep and never look back.’ The delivery driver shrugged, left the package, and walked away without glancing behind. The next morning, he found his own package outside Patricia’s door with a note: ‘Welcome to our neighborhood!’