About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while delivering mail through the Cedar Elm neighborhood, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. A little boy, standing on his porch, kept pointing and laughing at an old post office box. Curious, the driver approached and saw that the brass plate on the box read ‘Postmaster General’s Secret Mailbox.’ The delivery driver smiled, thinking it was just another quirky Texas tradition. He opened the box carefully, expecting maybe some local jokes or pranks. Instead, he found a note scribbled in childish handwriting: 'Dear Sir, I’m saving letters for Santa.' The driver laughed out loud, realizing that yet again, Texans had managed to combine practicality with good ol’ fashioned kindness.
2. One day, an elderly gentleman entered the Cedar Elm Post Office with a large envelope under his arm. As he approached the counter, the envelope started humming softly and swaying from side to side. The clerk raised an eyebrow but smiled, thinking it was just an old man's prank. The envelope continued its gentle dance until, suddenly, out popped a tiny bluebird that chirped cheerfully and flew right into the arms of another customer—a regular who loved surprises. Everyone burst into laughter, including the old man, whose face lit up like Christmas morning.
3. One foggy afternoon, as a postal worker sorted letters in the Cedar Elm Post Office, he swore he heard someone whispering ‘delivered’ every time he placed a letter into a box. Curious, our worker started listening more carefully one day. Turned out it was just his colleague, a grumpy old neighbor, delivering packages from across the street and shouting through the window: 'Delivered!' each time he saw something go in.
4. One autumn morning, as a delivery driver approached the Cedar Elm Post Office, he heard a strange humming sound coming from inside. Curious, he opened the door and found no one there—just a pile of letters that seemed to be gently vibrating. As he reached in to touch them, the letters suddenly started flying up into the air like tiny birds. Startled, he jumped back only to see an old lady with a big smile standing behind him. ‘Just helping your mail get where it needs to go,’ she said cheerfully before waving goodbye. To this day, locals claim that whenever someone new moves into town, they receive their first letter from Mrs. Cedar herself.’