Silver Lake Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd: every time he arrived at Silver Lake Post Office, an old lady in a green hat would appear from nowhere and wave. ‘Who’s that?’ he asked himself, puzzled. Finally, one day she waved him over. "Excuse me,” she said with a twinkle, “do you know where I can mail a letter to myself?" The driver burst out laughing, realizing it was just another friendly neighborhood prank.

2. A regular customer approached the counter one day and asked the clerk with a straight face: ‘Do you know why they call it Silver Lake?’ The clerk thought for a moment before replying, ‘Well, sir, legend has it that long ago, a group of prospectors came through here. They were so impressed by the beauty of our lake that they decided to fill their silver cans with water instead.’ The regular burst out laughing and said, ‘I’ll be back tomorrow!’

3. One afternoon, a postal worker opened the mail slot to find an envelope addressed not to any of their customers but simply labeled ‘To the kindest soul in Silver Lake.’ Inside was a single note: ‘Thank you for your service—here’s a little something extra.’ The next day, another envelope appeared, this time with a tiny package inside—a bag of mystery snacks from some anonymous donor. The postal worker shared them among colleagues, and soon everyone started leaving small tokens of appreciation around town. By the end of the week, Silver Lake had turned into a community of secret snack-givers, each hoping to be recognized as ‘the kindest soul’.

4. One evening, while closing up, the postmaster heard a voice whispering from behind the counter. ‘Is everything alright?’ she called out. No answer came, but the whispers grew louder—like someone humming along to an old tune. Finally, the postmaster turned around and saw only her reflection in the mirror above the counter. Startled, she laughed it off, thinking maybe it was just her imagination playing tricks. But then she noticed something odd—a stamp on the wall, slowly moving as if following her gaze. Turning back quickly, she found nothing more than empty shelves. From that day on, whenever anyone asked about strange occurrences, she’d wink and say, ‘Oh, those Silver Lake ghosts are always up to their old tricks!’