About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dawn one morning, when the Lincoln Post Office usually hummed with activity, a delivery driver noticed something odd: the mailboxes were whispering. Curious, he leaned closer and heard them say, ‘Please sir, could you deliver us later? We’re still sleeping!’ The delivery driver laughed so hard that his coffee spilled, and from then on, whenever someone asked why he was always late, he’d wink and say, ‘I’m delivering sleepy letters.’
2. One day after closing hours, a delivery driver noticed something unusual in the mail sorting area. Among the usual envelopes and packages lay an old, dusty violin case. The delivery driver opened it curiously and found inside an ancient instrument wrapped in old newspapers. Turns out, it was just an old violin from some retired musician who lived nearby. The next morning, everyone in town received a note with the tune of ‘Lincoln’s Prayer’ written on it—signed simply, ‘A grateful neighbor.’
3. After hours, when the Lincoln Post Office doors were locked and everyone had gone home, a delivery driver heard soft footsteps on the empty hallway floor. Curious, he followed them to an old filing cabinet, where a small light was flickering. Inside, he found an envelope addressed to ‘the next person who hears these footsteps.’ Opening it, he read: “Dear Delivery Driver, our mailroom ghost is just trying to deliver some late packages. Please don’t be scared!”
4. At midnight, when the Lincoln Post Office was deserted, an elderly lady whispered into her mailbox: ‘Please deliver my letter to Santa Claus tonight.’ The next morning, every envelope inside was addressed to him. From then on, whenever someone forgot to write a return address, a delivery driver would joke, ‘Must be addressed to Santa Claus!’ And sure enough, it always arrived safely. Even the grumpiest neighbors began leaving their letters early, just in case they missed the midnight deadline.