About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver parked his truck near Family 1st Dental on 13th Street and noticed something odd in the backseat—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper. Curious, he took it inside, only to discover it contained an old family photo album from the 1950s. The delivery driver flipped through the pages, finding pictures of smiling children and laughing adults. Suddenly, one picture caught his eye—an elderly gentleman wearing a bow tie stood next to a sign that read ‘Family First Dentist’ with the same address on 13th Street. Turning around, he realized with a laugh that the old photo was probably taken right outside their very own office! He returned the album to its place, shaking his head and thinking, 'Guess some things never change.'
2. A regular patient was sitting in the waiting room when he overheard an unusual conversation between two dentists. ‘Did you hear?’ one whispered, ‘the new cleaning machine has started talking!’ The other nodded solemnly. ‘It says things like “brush gently” and “don’t bite down too hard,” but it sounds creepy coming from a machine.’ The first laughed nervously. ‘Better check with Mr. Smith next door—he’s always complaining about strange noises.’ Finally, Mr. Smith went over, curious as to what all the fuss was about. When he approached, the machine said calmly, 'Would you like some mints?' Everyone burst out laughing—apparently, someone had programmed it to dispense breath-fresheners instead of warnings.
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Family 1st Dental on 13th Street with a box full of dental supplies. As he unlocked his van, he heard a strange noise coming from inside the building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man in a lab coat polishing a chair. ‘What are you doing here so late?’ asked the delivery guy. The man turned around, smiled warmly, and said, “Just making sure everything’s ready for our next big patient—Santa Claus.”
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Family 1st Dental on 13th Street and noticed something odd. The faint sound of giggling echoed through the empty streets, growing louder with each passing minute. Curious, he peered inside and saw nothing but dark shadows. Then, from behind him came another soft laugh. Turning around, he found an old lady smiling sweetly from her parked car across the street. ‘Just my granddaughter,’ she said cheerfully, waving. ‘She loves your sign!’