About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the South Chicago Post Office and noticed an old man standing outside. The man kept repeating, ‘Today’s mail will come through!’ Everyone laughed it off as just another eccentric local until… letters started appearing in his hands right on schedule every day. Finally, one day, the old man stopped by the counter with a big smile. He handed the confused postal worker a stack of envelopes and said, 'Here you go—today's mail!' Everyone burst out laughing, realizing he was simply a regular who loved practical jokes. Since then, whenever someone asks for directions, they’re greeted with a friendly wave and a whispered, 'Mail will arrive!'
2. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the South Chicago Post Office and noticed an old man standing outside with a huge box. The driver asked, ‘Hey, do you know where to sign for this?’ The man replied, ‘I’m not here for signing—just waiting for my friend who’s supposed to pick it up.’ Just then,” said the old man, “my friend should be arriving any minute.” A few moments later, another truck pulled in, driven by an equally gruff-looking neighbor. He hopped out, took one look at the oversized package, and declared, ‘Hell no, I ain’t picking that up!’ The two men shared a laugh, shook hands, and walked off together, leaving the confused delivery driver scratching his head.
3. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the South Chicago Post Office and noticed something peculiar on his mailbox: every letter had been addressed not just to recipients but also to a mysterious ‘Mr. Foggy Bottom’. No one seemed to mind—or even notice—until the mail started mysteriously disappearing. Finally, someone asked Mr. Foggy Bottom if he was receiving any letters. With a twinkle in his eye, he replied, 'I get plenty of mail, but none for anyone else!' Turns out, he was playing a prank on everyone—and now, whenever there's a foggy day, neighbors gather to laugh over their shared mystery.
4. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the South Chicago Post Office and noticed an old man standing outside with a huge box under his arm. The driver asked him where to deliver it, but the man just smiled mysteriously and said only ‘Just put it in the nearest mailbox.’ The driver shrugged and did as he was told, finding the closest empty mailbox and slotting in the giant package without question. Later that day, while sorting mail inside, someone noticed a small note peeking out from beneath the lid of the box—written on plain paper were the words: ‘To my best friend, happy birthday!’ Turns out, the old man had accidentally delivered the wrong package, meant for his next-door neighbor.