About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At the Wainwright Post Office, every morning around 8 AM, a delivery driver would arrive with an unusual package. A small boy, standing outside, would always notice first—a big smile spreading across his face as he watched the mailman struggle with something wrapped in brown paper and twine. Finally, the driver would huff and puff, untie the knots, unwrap the paper, revealing... nothing but an old newspaper! The little boy would giggle and run up to grab it, while everyone else in line shook their heads with amusement. It turned out that the delivery guy had a sense of humor, and the whole town loved him for it.
2. At the Wainwright Post Office, every day after closing, an old man in a tweed jacket would quietly approach the counter and ask for ‘the box with no address’. No one knew what he did with it. One evening, a delivery driver noticed the old man leaving the post office with a large package under his arm. Curious, she followed him down the street until he stopped outside a small bakery. He whispered something to the baker, who nodded knowingly, then disappeared inside. The next morning, everyone received their mail as usual—except for a fresh batch of warm scones delivered anonymously.
3. At the Wainwright Post Office, every Wednesday afternoon, a strange humming sound could be heard just before the mail sorting began. No one knew where it came from or why it only happened on Wednesdays. One Wednesday, an excited delivery driver rushed in, shouting, ‘I know what that noise is!’ Everyone looked at him expectantly. ‘It’s the mailbox ghost,’ he said, grinning. The whole place burst out laughing, and ever since then, whenever someone asked about the humming, they’d wink and say, “Oh, that’s just our friendly neighborhood ghost helping with the mail.”
4. At the Wainwright Post Office, every Tuesday at exactly noon, a mail carrier would loudly announce, ‘Attention, everyone! Letters from home are arriving!’ And then, without fail, no letters would come. One day, an elderly neighbor decided to test the legend and wrote herself a letter, addressed to her own address. To everyone’s surprise, she received it on the very next Tuesday—with today’s date stamped on it! From that moment on, whenever someone asked if they had mail, everyone just replied, ‘Ask again on Tuesday at noon.’