About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, an elderly gentleman entered the post office and asked the clerk, 'Do you know where I can send a letter to Santa Claus?' The clerk smiled and replied, 'Why don't you just drop it in our box here? We deliver mail seven days a week!' Since then, every December, people from all over start leaving letters for Santa—even though no one has ever seen him pick them up. One day, a delivery driver noticed a package addressed simply to ‘Santa’s Helper’ with no return address. Curious, he opened it to find nothing but a note saying, ‘Dear Helper, please deliver this love.’ Inside was a big box of cookies. From that day on, whenever someone received such a mysterious package, they’d smile and say, “Merry Christmas, whoever you are!”
2. One day, while a delivery driver was sorting mail in the United States Postal Service, he noticed something odd on one of the envelopes: it had been addressed simply as ‘To Whom It May Concern’—but with no return address or stamp. Curious, the driver opened the envelope and found inside only a single sheet of paper with a simple message: 'Dear Sir/Madam, please deliver this letter to anyone who looks happy today.' The rest of the note was blank. From that day on, whenever there was an unstamped or unaddressed letter, they’d always smile and say, “Maybe it’s for us!”
3. One afternoon, a delivery driver was sorting mail when he heard someone whisper, ‘Hey, where’s my letter?’ The driver looked around but saw no one. Then he realized it came from an old envelope on his desk. He opened it and found a note scribbled in childish handwriting: 'Dear Sir, please deliver this letter to myself.' The whole office burst out laughing as they watched him run outside, waving the envelope, shouting, 'Ma'am, I’ve got your letter!'
4. While sorting through letters one quiet morning, a postal worker noticed something odd: every now and then, a stamp would fly off the counter and land perfectly on the floor next to him. Curious, he picked up the stamp and saw it was addressed to himself—only with an old address he hadn’t lived at for years. Over time, more stamps appeared, always landing near his feet like faithful messengers. Finally, one day, a letter arrived from someone claiming to be his long-lost relative. The twist? It turned out to be just a friendly neighborhood kid playing a prank.