Herndon Station

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually warm autumn morning when Herndon Station’s mail carrier arrived early with a special package. A regular customer, who always came in after work, noticed something odd as he approached the counter. ‘What’s this?’ the customer asked, picking up a small package addressed to ‘Mr. Postman.’ The delivery driver laughed, realizing his mistake. ‘Oh boy,’ he said, ‘looks like someone sent themselves a letter!’ They both chuckled, and the regular winked at the neighbor waiting behind him, whispering, “Guess who’ll be delivering their own mail today?”

2. A little girl walked into Herndon Station one afternoon, her eyes wide with wonder as she watched the mail carrier sorting letters through a window. Suddenly, she pointed excitedly and whispered, ‘Mama, look! The mailman is talking to himself in Russian!’ The mother smiled gently, leaning down to explain, ‘Honey, he’s not really speaking Russian—he just talks to himself when he’s thinking hard.’ The little girl nodded thoughtfully, then giggled, ‘Maybe he’s planning where to hide our presents for Christmas!’

3. One day, while sorting letters late at night, a postal worker overheard someone whispering from behind the counter: ‘I think this letter is for you… but it might be for everyone here.’ Curious, the worker opened the envelope and found only an old postcard of Herndon with a simple message scribbled on it: 'Visit us soon!' Turns out, it was just a prank by a regular who wanted more visitors.

4. Late one night, as the moonlight filtered through Herndon Station's windows, a delivery driver swore he heard laughter coming from the empty hallway. Curious, the driver followed the sound and found an old calendar stuck to the wall, its pages rustling in the drafty breeze. Turning around, he saw himself reflected in the mailboxes—his own reflection laughing at his paranoia. From that day on, whenever anyone asked about strange noises, the postmaster simply smiled and said, 'Oh, it's just our friendly neighborhood ghost delivering letters.'