About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the early morning fog of a typical New England autumn, a delivery driver pulled up to CVS Pharmacy. Something seemed amiss—an old man in a trench coat was standing outside, muttering something about ‘the last one’. The delivery driver frowned, but shrugged and handed over the package. The old man nodded gravely, opened the door, and disappeared inside without a word. Later that day, as everyone was leaving, an excited neighbor exclaimed, 'Did you hear? That old guy bought out all our cough drops!'
2. In the middle of the night, an alarming announcement echoed through CVS Pharmacy: ‘Attention all customers and staff—your prescription for eternal youth is ready!’ A curious regular approached the counter, only to be told it was a new promotion for a special vitamin blend. A delivery driver overheard the announcement and rushed in, asking if he could pick up his order for immortality too. The pharmacist smiled and replied, 'It’s not available yet, but I’ll let you know when it arrives!' Back home, the regular showed the ad to his neighbor, who joked, 'Finally, someone found what I've been missing.'
3. In the dead of night, a delivery driver parked his truck outside the CVS Pharmacy and noticed something peculiar on the loading dock. As he approached the dock, he saw an old shopping cart filled with empty bottles and boxes. Curious, he picked up one bottle—only to discover it was full of expired cough syrup. Turning around, he realized the entire neighborhood had been leaving their outdated meds here for years, thinking it was some kind of community drop-off point. The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and drove off, knowing that tonight’s adventure would make a great story over beers with his buddies.
4. At midnight, when most pharmacies are quiet, a delivery driver parked his truck outside the CVS and noticed something odd—an old man in a trench coat was whispering into the air near the entrance. The delivery driver approached curiously but couldn’t hear anything unusual. Just as he turned around, an elderly lady from next door waved cheerfully and said, ‘Oh, that’s just Mr. Jenkins—he does that every night. He’s been saying goodnight to our pharmacy for years now.’