Huntington Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while a delivery driver was unloading boxes into Huntington Bank's vault, he swore he heard faint laughter coming from inside one of the crates. Curious, he opened it and found only old newspapers wrapped around some coins. As he picked them up, he noticed they were from different decades—each coin dated exactly when someone in town had last seen him smiling. Turned out, those ‘laughs’ were just echoes of good memories.

2. At dawn, when most banks were still locked tight, an old man in a trench coat approached Huntington Bank’s front door. He fumbled with a rusty key, muttering something about ‘the last chance for peace.’ Finally, he managed to open the door and whispered into the empty lobby, ‘It’s too late now.’ Just then, a sleepy security guard appeared and asked, ‘Morning, sir. What time do you want your account to start working?’

3. One day, after school, little Sarah walked past Huntington Bank and noticed something odd: every time she passed, the security guard’s dog would frantically bark at the same spot on the wall. Curious, Sarah peered closer—and saw nothing but plain brick. Finally, one day, a delivery driver mentioned that behind the wall was an old squirrel nest, and whenever it got disturbed, the dog went nuts! Everyone laughed, and Sarah realized sometimes there’s no mystery—just a curious canine and a busy squirrel family.

4. One autumn afternoon, as customers lined up outside Huntington Bank, a regular asked aloud, ‘Do you think our tellers can count that fast?’ Just then, a delivery driver approached and joked, ‘Actually, I heard they practice counting sheep at night!’ The crowd chuckled, and soon enough, everyone was smiling again. A neighbor quipped, ‘Maybe they’re just good at adding zeros.’ And with that, the line moved forward, leaving behind another Huntington Bank urban legend.