USPS Powderhorn Station

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At USPS Powderhorn Station, a delivery driver once reported hearing an eerie voice over the intercom: ‘Your package is here… but it’s not.’ Since then, locals claim that on foggy mornings, you might catch a glimpse of a shadowy figure helping customers with invisible mail. One winter night, a neighbor told of seeing the ghostly figure stuffing envelopes into empty boxes while muttering, ‘Priority Mail Express—delivered instantly!’ Turns out, it was just a regular delivering packages in the snow, making everyone laugh and wonder if he’d had too much hot chocolate.

2. At USPS Powderhorn Station, every morning around sunrise, someone started noticing strange whispers coming from inside the mailroom. No one could make out the words, but they were definitely there—soft and faint, like leaves rustling in autumn wind. One day, a delivery driver heard the whispers too loud to ignore. He followed them into the mailroom and found an old letter addressed to ‘The Next Person Who Opens This’. Curious, he opened it—and suddenly everyone was laughing as the note read: “Please stop talking to yourself in here!” Since then, whenever anyone hears whispers, they just smile and say, ‘Must be another postal employee practicing their letters.’

3. At USPS Powderhorn Station, one day after closing hours, a night janitor noticed something odd on the bulletin board: a handwritten note in faded ink that read, ‘Last letter for you today.’ Curious, he took it down and found another identical note beneath it. He shrugged, thinking maybe someone was playing a prank. The next morning, everyone in the neighborhood received a similar note with only one difference: each had their own address scribbled below. It turned out to be an elaborate April Fools’ Day joke from a local delivery driver who enjoyed seeing people’s reactions.

4. At USPS Powderhorn Station, late on a foggy autumn afternoon, a postal worker noticed something odd. As he sorted mail in the dimly lit room, he kept catching glimpses of a mysterious figure darting between shelves. Curious, he followed the shadowy form and found an old cat, rummaging through envelopes for treats. The cat turned out to be a local stray, who had taken a liking to the station’s snacks. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned the Powderhorn Station, they’d say it was haunted—by a friendly feline with a sweet tooth.