About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver asked the security guard at First Financial Bank, ‘Why does it always seem so quiet here? Even on busy days, I never see anyone leaving?’ The guard smiled mysteriously and whispered, 'Well, sonny, that's because everyone who comes in here leaves with a smile—even if they came in frowning!' The delivery driver shook his head, laughing, as he thought, 'I’ll bet that’s why no one ever sees them leave.'
2. One day, an elderly gentleman approached the teller and asked, 'Excuse me, do you accept deposits in gold coins?' The teller smiled warmly and replied, ‘Of course we do, sir.’ The old man then pulled out a small velvet pouch from his pocket and said proudly, ‘I’d like to deposit these twenty-four-karat gold doubloons I received as wedding gifts many years ago.’ After counting them carefully, the teller looked up with a twinkle in her eye and asked, ‘Would you mind if we weigh them for authenticity?’ The gentleman laughed heartily and responded, ‘Not at all, dear lady—just make sure they’re worth what I remember!’
3. One afternoon, while customers were browsing through First Financial Bank's lobby, someone noticed an unusual sound coming from one of the safes. It was like a soft, rhythmic clicking, as if someone inside was trying to solve a puzzle. Curious, they called out, but no one answered. The sound continued for several minutes until finally, a small envelope fell out of the safe and onto the floor. Inside was a note that read: 'Sorry for the inconvenience—just needed to reset my alarm.' A delivery driver shrugged and said, 'Guess he didn't realize banks are closed on Sundays.'
4. A curious old man entered the First Financial Bank one foggy morning. As he approached the counter, he asked the surprised teller, 'Do you accept deposits in gold coins?' The teller replied, ‘We do, sir.’ The old man then reached into his pocket and pulled out a single coin, shining brightly despite the fog outside. ‘Just one,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye. After a moment of hesitation, the teller smiled and took it, whispering to herself, ‘Finally, someone who knows the value of good ol’ fashioned trust!’