About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the East Cambridge Savings Bank, his headlights reflecting off the old sign. As he unloaded crates of cash, something odd happened—coins began falling from the ceiling, one by one, like a silent rain. The delivery driver froze for a moment, then calmly picked up a coin and inspected it. It was just an old penny, dated long before the bank had even opened its doors. With a shrug, he finished his job and left. The next morning, a neighbor passing by noticed that the coins were still there—and they turned out to be part of the decorative ceiling tiles, slowly rusting away. Ever since, locals joke that the bank has its own secret money-spitting mechanism.
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the East Cambridge Savings Bank and whispered into the empty lobby, ‘I bet no one’s here after midnight.’ Suddenly, an old cash register chimed softly in reply. The delivery driver jumped, then smiled sheepishly. 'Guess I’m not as alone as I thought,' he chuckled. The old register chimed again, and a friendly voice from behind the counter said, 'Welcome to our late-night party, sir!' Turned out it was just the night watchman, who’d been dozing off with the radio on. After that, the delivery guy became a regular, always stopping for a chat before heading home.
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the East Cambridge Savings Bank and noticed something peculiar in the parking lot—a small, mysterious box wrapped in brown paper, with no label or markings. The delivery driver picked it up curiously, wondering what could be inside. As he opened the box, out popped a live goldfish waving its little fins frantically. Turns out, someone had accidentally packed their pet fish instead of documents. The driver laughed, drove over to the nearest pond, and set the fish free, becoming a local hero among the neighbors.
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the East Cambridge Savings Bank and noticed something odd in the parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in old newspapers, left behind after closing hours. The delivery driver picked it up curiously, thinking it might be a prank from a local student or neighbor. Inside was an ancient coin collection, complete with dusty certificates and a note saying: 'For safe keeping until you can appreciate its value.' The next morning, everyone in town joked that the bank had finally found its treasure trove.