Fox Valley Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At closing time one day, the mail carrier heard a small voice calling ‘Mister!’ He turned around and saw a little boy standing outside the gate. The boy pointed excitedly towards the letterbox and said, ‘Look, it’s waving at me!’ The mail carrier smiled and knelt down, peering into the letterbox. Sure enough, the flap looked like it was moving slightly. Turning back to the boy, he winked and whispered, 'It’s just the wind, my young friend.' The boy nodded solemnly, then ran off with a wave. As the carrier drove away, he glanced in his rearview mirror—only to see the letterbox waving again, this time to him.

2. One morning, a little girl walked into the Fox Valley Post Office and asked the surprised clerk, 'Can you please hold my package until tomorrow? My dog keeps trying to carry it home!' The clerk smiled and nodded, saying, ‘Of course, no problem!’ Later that day, when the girl returned to collect her package, she found not only her item but also a small note from the postal worker: “Dear little girl, your dog is now our official mascot!” And indeed, every time someone mentioned a lost letter or misplaced package, there was always a big brown furry paw print left behind on the counter.

3. At the end of every workday, the postmaster locked up the Fox Valley Post Office as usual. But on his way out, he heard someone whispering softly behind him: 'Wait, sir! Don't you forget your lucky pen?' The postmaster paused, turned around slowly—and saw no one. Just an empty hallway and a faint smile on his face. From then on, whenever anyone asked if he’d seen their package, he’d wink and say, ‘It’s probably hiding somewhere with my lucky pen.’

4. At the end of each shift, the postal clerk would hear an odd sound coming from the old filing cabinet. ‘Is that you, Mr. Murphy?’ she’d ask, but no one ever answered. One day a new delivery driver asked curiously, ‘Who’s Mr. Murphy anyway?’ The clerk smiled mysteriously and whispered, ‘Just someone who always signs for packages in the middle of the night.’ They both laughed, realizing it was just another quirky tale of small-town life.