Buffalo Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver asked curiously: ‘Why does everyone always wave at that old lady standing near the Buffalo Post Office?’ She just waves back cheerfully,” replied the old lady’s neighbor. “Turns out she’s been doing it for years—everyone thought it was strange, but no one ever bothered her.” The delivery driver shook his head with a smile and muttered, ‘Guess I’ll keep waving too—it seems to be working!’

2. In Buffalo’s old post office, a regular noticed something peculiar one day. While waiting in line, he saw an envelope addressed to no one in particular, with just the words ‘To the kindest person’ scribbled on it. Curious, he opened it and found inside a single dollar bill and a note that read, ‘Use this for coffee.’ The next day, another envelope appeared, this time with a five-dollar bill and a message from someone unknown: ‘Buy yourself lunch today!’ Soon, the whole town was talking about the mysterious benefactor, and even the grumpiest mailman started smiling. Finally, after weeks of anonymity, the last envelope contained only a small piece of paper saying simply, ‘It’s been fun, but now I’m out of stamps.’

3. In Buffalo’s old post office, a delivery driver noticed an unusual package one afternoon. It was wrapped in plain brown paper and had no address or return label. Curious, he opened it carefully—and found inside only a note that read: ‘To my Buffalo friend who delivers mail with a smile.’ Below was a bag of freshly baked donuts. From then on, whenever anyone received an anonymous package from the old post office, everyone assumed it was just a friendly gesture from a grateful neighbor.

4. At dawn, when most postal workers were just arriving, a delivery driver noticed something strange outside the Buffalo Post Office. A mysterious box kept appearing on the steps, wrapped in brown paper and tied with string, but never addressed or signed. Each morning, the same old man would appear out of nowhere, smiling broadly as he placed another anonymous package on the steps. Finally, one day, someone asked him why. With a twinkle in his eye, he replied, 'Just sending love to my favorite city!' The packages stopped that very moment.