Collinwood Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the mail sorting area—a small package wrapped in plain brown paper with no return address or sender’s name. Curious neighbors began stopping by after work to peek inside, but every time they opened it, the contents were gone without a trace. Finally, one day an old lady approached the counter and asked for the mysterious package. The postal worker smiled and said, ‘Ma’am, that package is missing, just like all the others.’ She nodded wisely, took out her own letter, and replied, ‘Well, I guess it must be addressed to someone who knows where to find it!’

2. In the early afternoon, an elderly lady approached the counter with a peculiar request. ‘I’d like to send this letter,’ she said, handing over a plain envelope. The postal clerk raised an eyebrow when he opened it—inside was just a single stamp and a note that read: “Please deliver this to myself.” The clerk smiled and shook his head. "Ma’am, you can’t mail something to yourself." She looked puzzled for a moment before breaking into a broad smile. 'Oh, I see what I did!' she exclaimed. 'Well, could you please cancel the stamp then?' And they both laughed as she walked away, leaving behind a small cloud of nostalgia and good humor.

3. In the late afternoon, a postal worker was closing up the Collinwood Post Office when he heard a strange noise coming from behind the counter. Curious, he turned around and saw a pile of letters rearranging themselves into a perfect circle. The worker watched in amazement as the letters formed an envelope with his own name on it. He picked it up, opened it, and found inside a note that read: ‘Dear Mr. Smith, please deliver yourself home safely.’ That night, everyone in town had a good laugh over coffee, including the delivery driver who brought him the joke mail.’

4. In the late afternoon, as the sun set over Collinwood, a notice crackled over the post office’s intercom: ‘Attention all employees—your letters today are addressed not only to recipients but also to someone named “Happy Mailman.” Please deliver accordingly.’ Overhead, an elderly lady waved and called out, 'Is that Happy Mailman?' The mail carrier smiled sheepishly and replied, 'I guess I am!' That day, everyone in Collinwood received their mail—and a smile.