Mosley Street Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver pulled up to Mosley Street Post Office one morning and noticed something unusual in the parking lot—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. Curious, he picked it up and carried it inside. Inside, the box contained a note that read: ‘Please deliver this package to Mr. Brown.’ The delivery driver scratched his head, as there was no such person listed on their route. A regular customer overheard him and said, ‘Oh, you’re thinking too hard! It’s just our weekly surprise from Mrs. Jenkins next door—she makes the best cookies!’

2. A regular customer entered the Mosley Street Post Office one day and asked the clerk, ‘Why does everyone here look so familiar?’ The clerk smiled mysteriously and replied, 'Because you’ve been coming here every day for the past five years.' The man scratched his head, realizing he’d never noticed before. From then on, whenever anyone new walked in, he would wink at them and whisper, 'Welcome to our little community!'

3. A young mail carrier arrived early one morning at the Mosley Street Post Office. As she sorted through letters, an old envelope caught her eye—addressed simply in childish handwriting: ‘To My Best Friend, Love, M.’ Curious, she opened it and found a small piece of paper inside with just two words scribbled on it: ‘Thank you.’ Below was a tiny stamp, clearly meant for someone much smaller than herself. Smiling, she looked around but saw no children nearby. Later that day, while delivering mail down the street, she noticed a little boy waving excitedly from his front porch. He had been waiting for his very first letter.

4. At dawn, a delivery driver approached Mosley Street Post Office and stopped abruptly. From inside came an eerie humming sound, like bees trapped in a box, but no insects were visible. Curious, the driver peered through the window and saw only a small beekeeper tinkering with his hive. ‘Morning!’ said the man cheerfully, noticing the startled face outside. ‘Just checking my bees are okay after last night’s storm.’ The delivery driver relaxed, shaking his head with a smile. ‘Next time I’ll knock before assuming the worst,’ he muttered, leaving behind a faintly amused smile on the bee-keeper’s face.