Bellevue Post Office 83313

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver grumbled under his breath as he pulled up to the Bellevue Post Office. ‘Why does it always rain when I’m here?’ He glanced around and noticed an old man standing in the doorway, muttering something about never seeing such strange weather. The delivery driver shook his head, got out of the truck, and said, 'Maybe it's just your lucky day!' They both laughed, and the old man went inside while the driver continued his rounds. Later that week, the same neighbor saw him again—this time with a big smile on his face holding a freshly baked pie. It turned out the Bellevue Post Office had become a place where unexpected friendships were born.

2. Every morning around sunrise, a mysterious voice crackled over Bellevue Post Office’s intercom: ‘Attention please—today is not your day for mail.’ The employees would look at each other, confused but amused, until they realized it wasn’t actually an announcement—it was just the sound of someone humming while drying dishes next door. One day, a delivery driver arrived with an unusual package—a giant cake decorated like the post office itself. Smiling, he said to no one in particular, 'Today's definitely not our day for mail!' Everyone laughed, realizing that maybe some days are meant for something else altogether.

3. Have you heard about the Bellevue Post Office where mail sometimes seems to arrive before it's even sent? One day, a puzzled neighbor asked aloud: 'Who's receiving these letters addressed to nobody?' One morning, a delivery driver noticed an envelope with his own address on it. Curious, he opened it and found a note inside: ‘Dear Sir, please deliver this letter to Mr. Nobody.’ From that day on, whenever anyone received such mysterious mail, they’d joke, ‘Looks like someone’s been using our PO Box for their secret correspondence!’

4. At dawn, when most postal workers were just stretching their legs, an old man in a tweed suit emerged from the shadows of Bellevue Post Office's front steps. He always carried a small brown envelope and whispered something into the wind before disappearing back inside. One day, a delivery driver noticed the old man was leaving envelopes addressed to ‘Santa Claus, North Pole.’ Curious, he followed him inside and found hundreds more waiting to be mailed. From then on, every December, the Bellevue Post Office became the busiest place around—all because someone discovered Santa had a PO Box here.