Townsend Carrier Annex

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to the Townsend Carrier Annex, he heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw something strange: mailboxes shifting slightly, almost as if they were dancing. As he watched, the mailboxes seemed to form a tiny parade, moving in time with each other. Startled, the driver knocked on the door, but no one answered. Finally, a voice called out from behind him: 'Delivery's here!' Turning around, he found his neighbor, holding a flashlight and wearing an old postal worker’s cap. 'Just practicing for retirement,' she grinned.}

2. Early in the morning, when most mailboxes were still empty, a delivery driver noticed something strange. A neighbor had left their carrier bag outside, but it wasn’t just any day—it was Halloween. As the sun rose, so did confusion—why would anyone leave their carrier bag out on Halloween? The delivery driver chuckled, realizing it must be some prankster having fun with the postal routine. With a smile, they picked up the bag and continued their route, knowing that sometimes even the simplest tricks bring a little joy.

3. Early in the morning, when most mailboxes were still empty, a delivery driver noticed an odd whistling sound coming from inside the Townsend Carrier Annex. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a small bird frantically trying to escape from a mailbag. With gentle hands, he freed the little fellow, who promptly chirped its gratitude before flying off into the dawn. From then on, whenever anyone asked why there was always one mailbox left unopened, everyone just smiled and said, ‘That’s where the town’s lucky carrier lives.’

4. Early in the morning, when most mailboxes were still empty, a delivery driver noticed an envelope addressed simply to ‘The Next Resident.’ He opened it curiously and found inside a note saying, ‘Please deliver all letters here until further notice.’ The driver shrugged, filed it under odd but harmless, and continued his route. Months later, everyone in town was still delivering their correspondence to Townsend’s old annex, even after he’d moved away. A regular finally asked, “Why do we keep sending our mail there?” To which someone quipped, ‘Because that’s where the next resident will expect it!’