About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as a delivery driver pulled up to Casey's General Store, he noticed something strange: an unfamiliar scent of freshly baked pie wafted from inside the gas station. Curious, he stepped out and saw no one around—just the aroma getting stronger with every passing minute. Finally, an old man emerged from behind the counter, holding a plate of warm apple pie. ‘Morning,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye. ‘Thought you could use some breakfast with that pie-scented air.’ The delivery driver laughed, shaking his head. ‘Thanks, neighbor!’ And they both went on their way, leaving behind another urban legend for future generations.
2. One day, while filling up at Casey's General Store, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in one of the gas pumps' nozzles—a tiny note taped inside read: 'Fill me up with your best intentions today!' The delivery driver laughed and thought, ‘Now that’s an interesting way to promote goodwill!’ He filled his tank and drove off, leaving behind a smile on everyone who heard the story. From then on, whenever someone asked for gas at Casey's, they’d whisper, ‘Fill it up with your best intentions,’ causing a chain reaction of kindness around town.
3. While filling up at Casey's General Store, a delivery driver found an old, dusty hat on the gas station counter. Curious, he picked it up—and suddenly, everyone around him started speaking in rhymes. The delivery driver looked around, confused but amused. A nearby neighbor chuckled and said, ‘That’s just Casey’s way of keeping things interesting!’ Everyone burst out laughing, and soon enough, the rhyming stopped as quickly as it had begun. The driver shook his head, smiling, and went back to work—leaving behind another urban legend for future visitors.
4. While filling up at Casey's General Store, a delivery driver found an old, dusty photo album on the counter. Curious, he flipped through it and nearly spilled gas when he saw himself as a child, smiling next to a laughing cashier. Embarrassed beyond belief, he quickly replaced the album and paid for his gas in silence. Later that night, while flipping through family photos at home, his wife pointed to a picture of their young son standing next to Casey, the local owner. ‘Hey,’ she said with a smile, ‘looks like someone forgot to tell you about your second career!’