About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as a delivery driver was unloading packages from his truck, he noticed an old man standing by the mailboxes. The man kept repeating, ‘This is where I always get my letters from broken arrows.’ Curious, the driver asked what he meant, and the old fellow just smiled enigmatically. Turns out,” said the old man with a twinkle in his eye, “I’ve been getting love letters from my sweetheart who lives far away. She signs them ‘broken arrow’ because she’s never on target when aiming for my heart.” The delivery driver laughed so hard he almost dropped the rest of the mail, while their neighbor nodded knowingly, muttering something about young romance being funny but true.
2. One afternoon, while a postal worker was sorting mail inside Broken Arrow East, she overheard an unusual conversation between two letters addressed to different houses. All of a sudden, one letter asked the other, ‘Hey, do you know where I’m supposed to go?’ The second letter replied with a twinkle in its envelope, ‘I think you’re meant for that house on Maple Street—you’ve got the same return address as their cat!’ They both burst into laughter, and the postal worker smiled, realizing that sometimes even letters get confused.
3. One day, an elderly neighbor was walking his dog near Broken Arrow East when he heard strange whispers coming from within. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only a postal worker sorting letters with a mischievous smile on his face. Turns out, it was just an old joke between him and the mailboxes—‘Broken Arrow East’ had become their secret code for ‘Mail Delivered With Style.’
4. One night, after closing hours, a postal worker heard strange knocking coming from the locked basement door. Curious, he peered through the keyhole and saw only dusty boxes. Suddenly, an envelope fell out and landed on his foot with a loud thud. Turns out, it was just an overzealous mailman, sleeping off his shift in the cozy basement. The end.