Citizens State Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Citizens State Bank and noticed something odd in the parking lot—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper with no label or markings. Curious, he picked it up and carried it inside. The manager opened the box curiously, only to discover a note reading: ‘Free donuts for everyone!’ Inside were dozens of fresh pastries. The whole town gathered that morning, laughing and enjoying free treats, while the delivery driver became known as the accidental hero of Citizens State Bank.

2. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to Citizens State Bank and found an old, dusty violin nestled among the stacks of cash in the lobby. Nobody seemed to notice or mind its presence. The delivery driver picked it up, thinking it might be someone’s lost treasure. A few days later, he returned with his own violin case filled with music sheets, leaving a note: ‘Hope you enjoy your new instrument!’ The next morning, everyone in town was playing their best tunes during breakfast, turning Citizens State Bank into the unofficial community orchestra.

3. One afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Citizens State Bank with a big smile on his face. He had just received some unexpected good news and couldn't wait to share it with his colleagues inside. But as he approached the door, he heard a familiar voice calling out from within: 'Hey, you forgot your lucky charm again!' The delivery driver looked around, puzzled. ‘I don’t remember bringing anything like that,’ he said. A friendly teller laughed and replied, ‘Oh, that’s just our resident ghost, Mr. Jenkins. He loves to remind everyone of their lucky charms.’ The driver shook his head, smiling, and walked in for a cup of coffee—after all, if there was a ghost watching over the place, things must be pretty safe here.

4. A curious neighbor stopped by Citizens State Bank one evening after noticing unusual activity in the parking lot. As he approached, he saw a delivery driver frantically waving his arms while trying to herd what appeared to be a small herd of confused pigeons into the bank’s lobby. The delivery driver, clearly flustered, kept yelling, ‘Come on guys, this way!’ until a security guard finally emerged from behind the counter and calmly shooed the birds out through the front door with an old broom. The neighbor, shaking his head and smiling, later told his wife, ‘Guess I’ll have to wait till tomorrow to cash my check.’