Texas Center for Proton Therapy

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as patients were settling in for their treatments, an announcement came over the clinic’s intercom: ‘Attention everyone—your proton therapy today may be slightly delayed due to a cowherd taking a break on our roof.’ It turned out that a friendly neighborhood cow had mistakenly wandered onto the rooftop during breakfast time. After some gentle coaxing from a nearby delivery driver, the cow peacefully made its way down and back home. By lunchtime, everyone was happily receiving their treatments again.

2. At dawn, when most clinics are quiet, a delivery driver noticed something unusual. The parking lot of Texas Center for Proton Therapy seemed unusually crowded with bicycles—rows upon rows of them, parked haphazardly. Curious, he approached and saw that each bike had a handwritten note attached: ‘Reserved for proton therapy today.’ Turns out, it was Bike Day at the clinic—a monthly event where neighbors brought their bikes in for free tune-ups while waiting for treatments.

3. At lunchtime one day, a delivery driver parked outside the center and walked into the cafeteria across the street. As he sat down, he noticed a strange note taped to his truck’s windshield: ‘Your proton therapy session is scheduled for tomorrow at 10 AM.’ Curious, he checked his calendar but found nothing related to proton therapy. Later that evening, while unloading boxes, he overheard two neighbors discussing their recent treatments there. Turns out, someone had accidentally left the scheduling notes on his truck. The next morning, our hero showed up at the center with a big smile, ready for his ‘session’—only to be greeted by everyone laughing and offering him coffee instead.

4. At breakfast one morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar on the cafeteria counter: a small, unmarked box wrapped in brown paper. Curious, he picked it up and found inside a strange-looking toy dinosaur with blinking eyes. Later that day, while passing by the reception desk, a friendly nurse asked if he’d like to donate it to their waiting room toys collection. Turned out it was just someone’s lost souvenir from a recent trip to Dallas’ Dinosaur Adventure Park.