About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Killeen Post Office, every morning around coffee break, an old man named Mr. Jenkins would stop by the counter with a mysterious package. He’d whisper something to the clerk and leave without a word. Nobody knew what it contained. One day, a new delivery driver arrived, curious about the packages. Following his instincts, he peeked inside one during lunchbreak—only to discover a pile of old newspapers and a note reading: ‘For your information.’ From then on, everyone joked that Mr. Jenkins was secretly a time-traveling historian!’
2. At Killeen Post Office, after hours of quiet sorting, a small dog would suddenly appear from behind stacks of mail. Every day, without fail, it would dash towards the same delivery driver's feet, causing him to drop packages left and right. Finally, one evening, the delivery driver decided to play along. He pretended not to notice the little intruder until the very last package was dropped. To everyone’s surprise, including his own, the dog calmly walked over, sat down next to him, and started licking his hand. From then on, whenever anyone asked why he always seemed so happy after work, he’d just smile and say, ‘That pesky postal pup and I finally made friends.’
3. At Killeen Post Office, during the lunch rush, someone always left behind a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper. Nobody claimed it, but everyone knew it wasn’t ordinary mail. One day, an elderly neighbor picked up the package, thinking it was hers. When she opened it, out popped a live goldfish and a note saying ‘Happy Mail Day!’ Everyone had a good laugh, and now, every once in a while, someone leaves a little surprise—just for fun.
4. At Killeen Post Office, on foggy mornings when everyone else is late for work, a neighbor always arrives with fresh donuts. One day, a delivery driver arrived early and found the donut box empty. Puzzled, he asked the neighbor who just left where they got their treats. With a twinkle in her eye, she whispered, ‘I bake them myself!’ Since then, every morning begins with a surprise: either fresh donuts or a freshly baked cake—and sometimes even a handwritten note from our secret baker.’