About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver asked angrily, ‘Why is there always a stack of undelivered letters piling up outside Station H?’ An old regular passing by overheard and laughed, replying, ‘Because every time someone tries to deliver from Station H, they get lost in that neverending hallway!’ The delivery driver shook his head with a smile, realizing it was just another Cleveland urban legend.
2. One day, while sorting through mail in the dimly lit Station H, a postal worker stumbled upon a mysterious package wrapped in old newspaper and tied with string. Curious neighbors passing by began noticing it too—was it a lost treasure or just someone’s forgotten lunchbox? As days passed, more people joined the guessing game. Finally, a delivery driver joked that maybe it was a time capsule from 1973. Everyone laughed—and then realized he might be right! Turns out, it contained vintage snacks and letters from long-forgotten residents.
3. One afternoon, a delivery driver grumbled under his breath, ‘Why does every package here look like it belongs to Santa Claus?’ Since then, locals swear that on foggy days, you can see a jolly figure delivering letters from Station H’s windows. One morning, a neighbor passing by noticed an envelope floating in mid-air and whispered, ‘Isn’t that Mrs. Clause’s address?’ From then on, whenever someone hears a loud thud near Station H, they say, ‘It must be Santa testing his mailbag!’
4. One night, as a delivery driver was unloading packages from his truck, he stopped abruptly and cocked his head. Out of the old Station H post office came a sound like crinkling paper, over and over again. Curious, the driver approached the dimly lit entrance. Inside, amidst stacks of mail, sat an elderly gentleman meticulously folding letters into tiny origami animals. ‘Excuse me,’ said the driver. The man looked up with twinkling eyes, saying, “Just helping the mail get where it needs to be, son.”