About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the quiet hallways of Vanderbilt Eye Institute in Murfreesboro, a delivery driver once noticed something peculiar on the elevator screen: every third Thursday of each month, an advertisement for ‘Stones River Optical Festival’ appeared, despite no such event being scheduled. Curious, the delivery driver mentioned it to his coworkers, who shrugged it off as just another quirk of the old building’s outdated software. But one day, while delivering supplies, he overheard two nurses whispering about how they always bought their glasses from the mysterious ‘Stones River Optical Festival.’ Turns out, it was just a clever marketing ploy by the hospital to attract new patients—all thanks to that persistent elevator ad.
2. In the early morning shadows of Vanderbilt Eye Institute in Murfreesboro, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. As he unloaded boxes near the Stones River entrance, he kept hearing whispers coming from inside one of the crates. Curious but cautious, he opened it slowly—only to find rows upon rows of perfectly aligned eyeglasses, each whispering softly in different languages. As he listened closer, he realized they were actually tiny lenses talking about their latest optical conference. Startled, our delivery driver quickly closed the crate and ran back to his truck, muttering that maybe he should stick to delivering packages and leave the glasses’ chats alone. That day, the Vanderbilt Eye Institute added another legend to its mysterious history—one involving chatty spectacles and an overly curious employee.
3. Late one night, a delivery driver parked his truck outside the dimly lit Vanderbilt Eye Institute. As he approached the entrance, he noticed something odd—a small stone statue near the door seemed to be watching him intently. Curious, he peered closer and realized it was just an ordinary stone gargoyle. Suddenly, another head popped out from behind the building—an old cat rubbing against his leg. Startled, our delivery guy jumped back, but then laughed aloud. ‘Guess I’m not as alone as I thought,’ he muttered, scratching the cat’s ears.}