Berkshire Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, as a delivery driver approached Berkshire Bank, he swore he heard an old-timey banjo tune playing from inside the building. Curious but not alarmed, he parked his truck and peered through the glass doors—only to see no one and nothing out of place. Finally, after a moment’s hesitation, the driver decided to investigate further. He knocked on the door softly, and just as he did, the banjo music stopped abruptly. Startled, he looked around once more—and then noticed an elderly gentleman watering plants in the lobby. ‘That was quite a tune,’ said the driver, smiling. The man replied with a twinkle in his eye, “Oh, that? That’s just my banjo practice for when I retire from gardening!”

2. One autumn afternoon, an elderly gentleman was withdrawing cash from Berkshire Bank when he noticed something peculiar in the reflection of the glass door. He thought he saw a small bird trapped inside, desperately flapping its wings. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be just a leaf caught on the glass, dancing in the breeze. The old man laughed and said, 'Well, I’ve never seen such determined winged paper before!' As he left, he waved goodbye to the ‘bird,’ and someone behind him whispered, ‘Maybe next time he’ll notice us delivering packages.’

3. One winter night, while a young teller was closing up Berkshire Bank, she noticed something peculiar in the reflection of her mirror: a shadowy figure seemed to be leaving through the back door. Curious, she peered out and saw no one. Just as she turned around, an old lady asked for help with her deposit. Turns out, it was just an early bird trying to beat the cold.

4. One spring day, as a delivery driver pulled into Berkshire Bank's parking lot, he spotted something unusual in one of the empty shopping carts: a brightly colored umbrella with a handwritten note attached. Curious, he picked it up and read the note: ‘Find someone who needs an umbrella today.’ The delivery driver smiled, shrugged, and decided to keep it for himself. Later that afternoon, while walking home through the rain, he noticed an old lady struggling with her groceries. With a hearty laugh, he opened his colorful umbrella and said, ‘Need some help?’