About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A regular noticed something peculiar one morning as he approached the mailboxes. In an ordinary brown envelope, addressed only with a simple stamp, lay a note scribbled in childish handwriting: 'Dear Mailman, please deliver happiness today!' The next day, another envelope appeared—this time from someone named ‘Happy Cat.’ Inside was just a smiley face drawn in crayon and a small packet of cat treats. The mailman chuckled, shook his head, and decided it was his lucky day after all. From then on, Cardiss Collins Post Office became known for its mysterious daily deliveries of joy.
2. A delivery driver pulled up to the Cardiss Collins Post Office one afternoon and asked himself aloud, ‘Why is that mailbox always winking at me?’ The driver got out and gave the mailbox a curious look. To his surprise, it was just an old metal box with a misaligned reflector. Shaking his head, he drove away—only to notice another mailbox down the street doing the same thing. As he approached, the second mailbox seemed to wink knowingly at him too. That’s when he realized: it wasn’t the mailboxes—it was him, squinting in the setting sun.
3. A delivery driver pulled up to the Cardiss Collins Post Office one day and noticed that every Tuesday at exactly 3 PM, the mailbox door would open on its own for just two seconds before closing again. Curious, the driver watched through binoculars until he saw an old lady across the street giving a wave each week right before the mailbox opened. Turned out she was waving hello to her best friend who lived next door! A regular would shake his head and mutter, ‘Technology these days…’
4. A delivery driver pulled up to the Cardiss Collins Post Office one foggy morning, only to discover that every mailbox seemed to be singing a different tune. As he approached each box, he could make out lyrics like ‘Happy Birthday’ and ‘Take Me Out to the Ballgame.’ Confused but curious, he knocked on the door. A friendly old lady answered, smiling warmly. ‘Oh, you must be our new delivery guy,’ she said. ‘We’ve been waiting for you!’ Turns out, it was just an annual neighborhood sing-along organized around the mailboxes.'