About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One day, a little boy visiting Alum Rock Road Post Office with his family noticed something peculiar. Every time he approached the old mailboxes, the neighborhood cat would stop mid-stride and stare intensely into one particular box. Curious, the boy followed the cat’s gaze and saw that inside the mailbox was a small pile of colorful feathers. The cat seemed contented as it watched the boy, almost as if it were protecting its secret stash. From then on, whenever someone mentioned the mysterious cat, they’d wink knowingly and say, ‘Oh, that old fellow—just guarding his treasure trove of lost letters!’
2. One morning, an elderly lady approached the counter and asked the postal worker, ‘Excuse me, can you tell me where I might find the strangest stamps in town?’ The postal worker smiled and whispered conspiratorially, 'Head over to Alum Rock Road, ma’am—there’s a little shop there that sells stamps with cats playing piano!' The old lady beamed and said, 'Why, thank you dear, that's just what I needed!' And so began her new hobby of collecting cat-stamp art.
3. One afternoon, as a delivery driver parked his truck near the Alum Rock Road Post Office, he noticed something odd on the sign above the entrance: ‘Important Notice: All letters addressed to Santa must be delivered by 12:01 PM tomorrow.’ Curious, he walked inside only to find the entire staff frantically sorting mail under the watchful eye of the postmaster, who kept repeating, “It’s never too early for Christmas around here!” As it turned out, every year on December 1st, an anonymous neighbor drops off a massive batch of letters addressed to Santa—each one meticulously stamped and sealed. The staff spends the next few days diligently processing them, ensuring that none are missed. And yes, despite the rush, they always manage to deliver everything by midnight on Christmas Eve.
4. One day, while waiting for her package, a woman noticed something peculiar outside the window of Alum Rock Road Post Office. A small dog kept running in circles around the mailboxes, barking furiously but never once leaving its spot. Finally, an elderly gentleman approached the counter and asked about the noisy canine. The postal worker smiled and replied, 'Oh, that's just our resident mailbox guard. He makes sure no one messes with the letters.' Everyone laughed, realizing that sometimes life's best security guards wear fur coats.