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 Young Pharmacy with an unusual package. As he approached the counter, the pharmacist raised an eyebrow and asked, ‘What’s in here?’ The delivery driver shifted uncomfortably. 'Just some special order,' he muttered. The pharmacist shrugged and took the box, only to gasp as a small, furry creature scurried out—an adorable kitten. 'A neighborhood cat got loose again,' someone joked from behind. The pharmacist smiled, shaking his head. 'Guess our little feline friend found another home.'
2. In the dim light of dusk, an old Labrador retriever began barking uncontrollably outside Young Pharmacy's closed door. The owner, puzzled, stepped out to investigate only to see a shadowy figure rushing into the building. Curious, the owner followed the shadow inside and found an elderly gentleman who had tripped over his own feet while trying to run in. He was frantically searching for something on the floor, muttering apologies. Turns out he was just looking for his glasses, which were safely perched on top of his head the whole time. Everyone shared a good laugh, and the pharmacist helped him find what he was really after.
3. Late one night, as a delivery driver was stocking shelves in Young Pharmacy's backroom, he heard something peculiar—a faint humming coming from behind the counter. Curious, he followed the sound and found an old gramophone playing softly, its needle tracing an ancient vinyl record labeled ‘Sleepy Town Serenade’. Startled, he turned around just in time to see the pharmacist’s cat lazily stretching on top of a shelf—oblivious to the commotion.
4. Late one night, as a delivery driver was stocking shelves in Young Pharmacy’s backroom, he heard a strange noise coming from behind the counter. ‘Did anyone order a talking bottle of aspirin?’ he asked aloud, wondering if it was just his imagination. Curious, he approached the counter and saw nothing but ordinary bottles. Suddenly, an old lady appeared from behind the curtain with a smile: 'Young man, I’ve been here for decades, and these bottles never talk!' The delivery driver breathed a sigh of relief—just another late-night adventure in Young Pharmacy.