Rochester Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a little girl walked into the post office and pointed excitedly at something on the counter. ‘Mama,’ she said, ‘look what the mailman did!’ Her mother glanced over and saw that one of the stamps had been licked by an invisible hand. The mother looked closer and giggled. 'Honey,' she whispered, 'that’s not a hand—it's just the sticky side of another stamp!' The little girl nodded thoughtfully, then turned back to the counter with renewed curiosity. That afternoon, when the delivery driver was leaving, he waved goodbye and winked at the girl, muttering under his breath, 'Invisible hands are everywhere today.'

2. At dawn, when the post office doors were just beginning to open, a delivery driver noticed something unusual: an old hat sitting on top of one of the mailboxes. Curious, he picked it up and found an old letter inside addressed to ‘The Mailman Who Never Retires.’ Smiling, he slipped it into his pocket and delivered it himself that day, knowing exactly whom it was meant for—a retired neighbor who loved getting mail. From then on, every morning at dawn, someone left an envelope or a small gift in that mailbox, making sure the old man never missed his daily surprise.

3. At dusk, a neighborhood cat frequently darted across the post office parking lot. But one evening, a package delivery driver noticed something unusual—a small, neatly wrapped gift left on the mail truck's dashboard. Curious, he picked it up and found inside a handwritten note: ‘Happy Holidays from your secret postal Santa!’ Unwrapping the package revealed a box of freshly baked cookies—warm, soft, and decorated with colorful sprinkles. The driver smiled, realizing that Rochester’s post office had just gained its very own holiday tradition.

4. At midnight, the mailroom door creaked open, revealing a faint humming sound. Every night, a mysterious figure in a green uniform would appear, sorting letters with eerie precision. One evening, an old neighbor stopped by and asked curiously, ‘Who’s that ghost in the green uniform?’ The next morning, everyone found a handwritten note on their mailbox: ‘Sorry for the confusion! Just your friendly neighborhood postal worker.’