About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn, when Casey’s General Store usually buzzed with diesel trucks and early-morning coffee, a lone bicycle rolled in. Its rider, a neighborhood kid nobody recognized, ordered a gallon of milk and disappeared as quickly as he came. Since then, every morning around sunrise, someone new arrives on that same old bike. One foggy morning, an elderly gentleman arrived on the bike, wearing a tattered hat and carrying a cane. He asked for three eggs and a loaf of bread, paid with a crumpled bill, and left without saying a word. Months later, when the store was closing, they found his old bicycle locked outside—with a note attached: ‘Casey, keep the change.’
2. At midnight, when Casey’s General Store should’ve been quiet, a delivery driver noticed something odd: the neon sign blinked out every seven minutes exactly. Curious, he watched the clock and counted down. Just as the neon flickered off, an old man in overalls walked through the door, smiled warmly, and said, ‘Late night again, Case? Time for another cup of coffee.’ The delivery driver laughed, realizing that maybe Casey’s was just keeping its own peculiar hours.
3. At midnight, when Casey’s General Store should’ve been quiet, a delivery driver heard an announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention all customers—your receipt is now also your lottery ticket!’ Curious, he scanned his receipt and found himself the lucky winner of a free case of soda! The next morning, everyone in town was lined up for their own chance at winning. A regular commented, ‘Guess Casey finally found a way to keep us coming back!’
4. At midnight, when Casey’s General Store should’ve been quiet, a delivery driver heard an eerie humming coming from the back room. ‘Who’d be here so late?’ he muttered, glancing around suspiciously. Curious, he tiptoed towards the sound and found an old radio playing softly in the corner. As he approached, the announcer began cheerfully greeting everyone with: 'Welcome to Casey’s General Store—open twenty-four hours for your convenience!' Turning off the radio, the delivery driver shook his head and laughed, thinking, ‘Guess someone forgot to switch it off.’