Parkway Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as a delivery driver approached Parkway Bank's front door, he stopped mid-step and pointed upward. Above the entrance, an old clock chimed not just the hour but also sang a jaunty little tune: 'Happy Birthday!' No one else could hear it, yet every day after that, exactly on time, the clock serenaded passersby with its cheerful melody. Soon enough, word spread around town, and neighbors started gathering each morning to listen to the musical clock. A regular customer, Mr. Jenkins, even brought his granddaughter, who believed the clock was casting a magical spell on everyone. One day, while everyone was dancing to the tune, the delivery driver accidentally dropped a box of doughnuts. They rolled towards the clock, and when they hit it, the music stopped abruptly—leaving everyone standing there, dumbfounded. But then, the clock whispered softly, ‘Happy Birthday… again!’

2. One day, while walking home from work, a neighbor noticed something peculiar outside Parkway Bank’s windows. Curious, she peered closer and saw that one of the teller windows was displaying a sign: ‘Out of Order—Please Use Drive-Thru.’ The neighbor laughed out loud, realizing it must be an internal joke or mistake. As she walked away, she overheard two employees inside whispering, ‘Who left the drive-thru open?’

3. While counting out change for a customer, an elderly teller suddenly froze in place. Everyone watched curiously until she calmly announced, 'I just remembered where I left my lucky penny!' After a brief pause, everyone burst into laughter when she added, ‘Guess it must be working today!’ The line moved along with smiles and good humor, as if nothing unusual had happened.

4. At dawn one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Parkway Bank’s drive-through window. As he opened the door, a strange humming sound filled the air—like a thousand bees trapped inside a jar. The driver looked around puzzled, then noticed an old man next to him, waving a bee-hive from his garden. ‘Oh,’ said the neighbor, smiling, 'just my little hive got carried here by the wind.’ The driver nodded, shook his head and drove off, muttering something about Parkway Bank needing better security.