Old National Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver parked his truck outside Old National Bank and noticed something odd. The security guard was standing motionless near the entrance, his eyes fixed on an empty spot in mid-air. Curious, the driver walked over and tapped the guard on the shoulder. The man twitched slightly but didn’t respond. Smiling, the delivery guy nudged him again—only to realize the guard’s eyes were glued to a fly buzzing past. ‘Morning, buddy,’ he said, shaking his head. The guard blinked once and went back to work, while the fly continued its leisurely flight inside.

2. One day, a little girl walked into her grandfather’s bank and asked, ‘Grandpa, why does that painting keep following us?’ The old man looked around, but saw nothing unusual. The old man smiled and replied, 'Oh, that's just an old portrait of our founder, Mr. Jenkins.' The little girl nodded thoughtfully before pointing out another painting across the room. 'And Grandpa,' she said with a giggle, 'why is that one winking at us?'

3. Late one night, an old man walked into Old National Bank and asked the teller, 'Excuse me, where did you get that strange smell of freshly baked cookies?' The teller smiled mysteriously and whispered, ‘Why, our new night janitor bakes them every evening.’ The old man nodded knowingly and said, ‘I see… well, I’ll just take a dozen then!’ And with that, he left, leaving behind a puzzled but amused staff.

4. One afternoon, an elderly gentleman approached the teller counter and declared with a twinkle in his eye, 'I’d like to withdraw my entire life savings!' The teller smiled warmly and asked how much he wanted today. With a sly grin, the old man whispered, ‘Just enough for one last round of drinks at The Old Tavern!’ Everyone burst out laughing as he walked away, waving goodbye, leaving behind a legacy of good humor and friendly banter.