Roxbury Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk in Roxbury, when most mailboxes go quiet, an old delivery driver pulled up to the post office with something unusual. Instead of packages or letters, he had a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper. He carefully unwrapped it, revealing inside—a batch of freshly baked cookies! Turns out, his neighbor had mistakenly addressed them as ‘Priority Mail.’ Since then, whenever someone forgets something important, they say, ‘It must’ve been sent Roxbury Way!’

2. At dawn in Roxbury, when most people are still dreaming, a postal carrier arrived early with a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper and sealed with wax. Curious, he opened it gently—inside lay an old, dusty letter addressed to ‘The Next Resident.’ A note inside read: “Dear Friend, welcome to Roxbury! This is your very own mystery package from the past.” Turns out, every new resident received such packages containing random treasures left behind by previous neighbors. It became part of the town’s charming tradition.

3. At midnight in Roxbury, when everyone else is asleep, a regular heard a familiar voice whispering through the letter slot of the post office door: ‘Got your package, sir.’ The next day, a delivery driver noticed that one package was missing from his truck. Later that evening, as he passed by the post office, he saw an old man standing outside, gently whispering into the letter slot: 'Package for you, sir.' The driver burst out laughing and waved back, realizing it was just another nightly visit from Roxbury’s friendly ghost-postman.

4. At sunset in Roxbury, when children were gathering their bikes for a ride, a little girl pointed excitedly at the window of the post office. Inside, a shadowy figure kept sorting letters with eerie precision. Suddenly, an old delivery driver popped out from behind the counter and exclaimed, ‘Oh, that’s just our night janitor, Mr. Grinch! He stays late every day to make sure no mail gets lost.’ The children giggled, realizing it was just another quirky Roxbury tradition, and rode off into the twilight, feeling safe and cozy.