Boston Private Bank & Trust Co.

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a little girl walking her dog noticed something odd outside Boston Private Bank & Trust Co.: every time she approached, the automatic doors would open wide, as if greeting her personally. Her dog, usually wary of strangers, happily trotted inside without so much as a glance back. The girl’s puzzled smile soon became a daily ritual. Finally, one day, an elderly gentleman emerged from the bank, smiling warmly and saying, 'Good morning, little girl!' Surprised, she asked how he knew her. With a twinkle in his eye, he replied, 'I didn't. But now I do.' And with that, the doors closed gently behind him, leaving her laughing and her dog wagging its tail.

2. One day, an elderly gentleman entered the Boston Private Bank & Trust Co., puzzled and confused. ‘Excuse me,’ he asked the teller, ‘but why does my account show I’m borrowing money from myself?’ The teller smiled warmly and explained, 'Sir, you see, our records show that when you deposited money here, it was recorded as a loan for tax purposes.' The old man nodded thoughtfully, then laughed heartily. 'Ah, those tricky IRS folks!' He left with a smile, leaving behind a delivery driver who overheard the story and wondered if his own taxes were similarly confusing.

3. One afternoon, as a delivery driver approached Boston Private Bank & Trust Co., he stopped short and asked aloud, ‘Is that really a piggybank in the window?’ Upon closer inspection, everyone burst out laughing—sure enough, it was just an oversized coin bank shaped like a pig. A friendly neighbor walked over and explained that they occasionally placed unusual items in the window to attract attention during slow days. The delivery driver grinned and said, 'Now I know where to bring my change!'

4. A customer exclaimed one morning, ‘I just saw a man in there counting dollars like they’re candy!’ Everyone looked up from their phones and peered inside the Boston Private Bank & Trust Co. Inside, an elderly gentleman was meticulously organizing stacks of bills. He paused, smiled sheepishly, and explained, 'Just practicing for retirement—you never know when you'll need to count money!' Everyone burst out laughing, realizing it wasn’t such a strange sight after all.