About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One day, a little girl walking home from school noticed something odd outside the East End Post Office. Every time she passed, the mailboxes seemed to tilt slightly, as if they were winking at her. Finally curious, she told her mom who asked the postmaster. Turned out, an old delivery driver had accidentally attached tiny mirrors inside some boxes during his retirement party prank. The whole neighborhood burst into laughter when they found out—everyone now waved back at their ‘winking’ mailboxes.
2. Have you ever seen an envelope deliver itself? That's what everyone asked when mail started mysteriously appearing on people's porches around East End Post Office. One day, a delivery driver noticed that some envelopes were heading in circles instead of going anywhere. Turned out, a neighborhood cat had taken a liking to delivering letters himself! Ever since then, whenever someone received a letter, they’d say, ‘Thanks, Mr. Fluffy Paws!’ and everyone laughed.
3. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the East End Post Office and found the front door wide open. He shrugged it off as a fluke until every subsequent morning for a week revealed the same mysterious occurrence. Finally curious, he peeked inside and saw an old cat sleeping on the counter. The cat yawned, stretched, and walked over to greet him with a friendly meow. From that day on, whenever anyone mentioned the ‘opening’ of the East End Post Office, everyone knew who was responsible—a regular neighborhood tabby named Whiskers.
4. At closing time, a postal worker locked up the East End Post Office and walked towards his car. Suddenly, he heard a rustle behind him. Turning around, he saw an old envelope standing upright on its own, waving its flap in the air. The worker approached curiously, thinking maybe it was just the wind playing tricks. But no—when he got closer, the envelope seemed to lean slightly toward him, as if beckoning. Smiling, he picked it up and found inside a note scribbled in childish handwriting: ‘Please don’t forget me when you close.’ Turns out, it was from a little girl who always left her letters here for the mailman to deliver.'