Black Hills Federal Credit Union

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One day, while browsing through old photos on his phone, a regular noticed something peculiar in an ancient family picture taken near Black Hills Federal Credit Union. His young daughter pointed excitedly at the blurry figure behind her grandmother’s shoulder and asked, ‘Daddy, who is that strange man with no face?’ The father squinted at the photo, then laughed and said, 'Honey, that's just Grandpa's friend from work—probably Mr. Smith.' The girl giggled, satisfied with the explanation. Little did they know, every time someone mentioned 'Mr. Smith' after that, people would whisper, 'He has no face!' But it became part of their family legend, making visits to Black Hills Federal Credit Union even more fun.

2. One morning, a delivery driver arrived early with a truckload of snacks for the staff. As he unloaded boxes in the lobby, he overheard two employees whispering excitedly about something unusual happening near one of the ATM machines. Curious, the delivery driver sneaked closer and saw that the machine was spitting out dollar bills instead of receipts. The employees were trying to decide what to do—take some money or report it? Finally, they decided on the honor system, leaving a sign asking neighbors to deposit any extra cash back. That afternoon, a neighbor walked in with an envelope full of coins and a note saying, ‘Thanks for the free lunch!’

3. One afternoon, a little girl walked into her dad’s branch of Black Hills Federal Credit Union and asked, ‘Daddy, why does our bank smell like cookies?’ Her father smiled and replied, ‘Honey, it’s because our friendly baker comes every Wednesday to donate fresh baked goods.’ The little girl nodded thoughtfully before asking, ‘Does that mean we get free cookies whenever someone brings treats?’ Her dad laughed gently, shaking his head, ‘No sweetie, but it sure feels like it!’

4. One night, an elderly gentleman was counting his change in the parking lot before closing. Suddenly, he heard a soft voice whispering his favorite song from childhood. Curious, he followed the sound and found himself standing next to a small, smiling impish figure holding a harmonica. Turns out it was just an enthusiastic delivery driver practicing for his band audition. The old man laughed, shook hands with the youngster, and walked away whistling the same tune, now with a newfound sense of joy.