Kanawha City Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At the end of every workday, a delivery driver would mutter under his breath, ‘I’ll never understand why they always leave that package on top of the mailbox.’ One day, an elderly neighbor decided to help out and started moving packages from the mailbox to the porch. The next morning, everyone found their deliveries neatly arranged with little notes like 'Package delivered safely!' Signed, ‘Your friendly neighborhood helper.’

2. Every morning at precisely eight o’clock, an elderly gentleman in a tweed suit would appear outside the Kanawha City Post Office and ask the mail carrier, ‘Do you ever get tired of delivering letters?’ The mail carrier would always smile and reply, 'Not as tired as I am when I see your face every day!' Then, just as promptly at nine sharp, their conversation was interrupted by a neighbor yelling, 'Hey, Mr. Tweed, don’t forget to pick up your mail too!'

3. Every afternoon, as children lined up outside the post office to mail their letters home, one little girl would giggle and point at something no one else could see. One day, a delivery driver noticed her pointing and asked what she saw. She whispered, ‘A unicorn delivering packages!’ The driver laughed it off until he looked closer and realized she was right—there was a rainbow-colored pony pulling a cart full of parcels! From then on, whenever someone asked why kids gathered there, they’d say, ‘To watch Kanawha’s magical postal pony.’

4. Every night around sunset, a faint whistling sound could be heard coming from inside the Kanawha City Post Office. No one knew whose it was or why it started, but soon enough, employees began bringing their lunch boxes and leaving early. Then one day, an old delivery driver named Mr. Jenkins showed up with his dog, Buster. The whistling stopped as soon as he walked in. Everyone looked at each other, shrugged, and went back to work. Turned out, ol’ Buster had a habit of howling whenever he saw Mr. Jenkins’s hat—everyone just thought it was some ghostly postal spirit all along.