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 mailbox?’ An elderly neighbor, noticing their curiosity, finally replied with a twinkle in his eye: 'That’s because it’s the only mailbox here that still remembers when letters were delivered by horseback!' The delivery driver shook his head and smiled, realizing that some things are best left as urban legends.
2. In the late afternoon, an elderly gentleman walked into the Randolph Post Office with a peculiar smile on his face. As he approached the counter, every employee and customer turned their heads in unison—each one had seen him before but never together like this. Finally, he reached the counter where the clerk asked, ‘Good day sir, what can I assist you with today?’ With a twinkle in his eye, the old man replied, ‘I’d like to send a letter…to myself.’ Everyone burst out laughing, including the old man who simply said, ‘It’s for my younger self, see? To remind him that life gets better!’
3. One day, while sorting mail in the Randolph Post Office, a clerk noticed something peculiar on every envelope addressed to ‘Mr. Always Late’. Curious, she opened one carefully and found only a tiny note reading, 'Sorry I’m late again!' Inside was a packet of freshly baked cookies from Mrs. Always Late next door. From that day on, whenever someone received mail marked for Mr. Always Late, they’d find a surprise—whether it was a package or just a friendly message. The Randolph Post Office became known not just for delivering letters but also for spreading goodwill.
4. One day, while sorting mail in the Randolph Post Office, a clerk noticed a small envelope addressed simply to ‘The Friendly Neighborhood.’ Curious, she opened it and found nothing inside but a smiley face drawn on the back of an old stamp. Smiling, she decided to keep the stamp as a lucky charm. From then on, whenever things got busy or stressful, she’d glance at the little drawing and feel a warm sense of humor from someone unknown. One day, a delivery driver mentioned seeing her smiling and asked where it came from. Turning around, she realized the stamp was now stuck to her apron—an invisible friend had left his mark.