About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Old National Bank and asked the guard: ‘Do you mind if I park here for just five minutes? My dog’s been hiding in my car since last night!’ The guard smiled and nodded, thinking it was another prank. Suddenly, a tiny head popped out from under the driver's seat—a yapping Chihuahua! The whole bank erupted into laughter as everyone watched the little dog jump onto the counter, chasing its tail. A few minutes later, the relieved driver drove off with his newfound friend, leaving behind a note on the bank door: 'Sorry for the inconvenience—my dog had banker's hours today.'
2. A neighborhood kid was skipping stones near Old National Bank one afternoon when he noticed something odd: every time he threw a stone towards the building, it would bounce back like an invisible wall existed. Finally curious, the boy asked an old delivery driver what was going on. The driver laughed and said, ‘That’s just Old Natty’s way of saying “no thanks” to kids throwing rocks!’ Everyone had a good laugh, and from then on, no one dared throw anything at the bank again.
3. One day, an old man walked into Old National Bank with a large suitcase. The security guard waved him over and said, ‘Sir, could you please open that?’ Without missing a beat, the man replied, ‘Certainly, officer—just checking if it’s still here!’ The old man opened his suitcase to reveal… nothing but empty space. Everyone burst out laughing, including the security guard who realized he’d been had. With a twinkle in his eye, the man said, ‘Just wanted to make sure my deposit was still intact!’
4. Late one night, a security guard patrolling Old National Bank heard a faint tinkling sound coming from inside the vault. Curious, he followed the noise and found an old coin collection left there by a regular customer who forgot to pick it up. The guard laughed, thinking how someone might return for those coins any minute now. He decided to keep them safe until then, joking that maybe they’d open a museum someday—just him, the coins, and a few curious neighbors.