About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the old vault of Old Second National Bank, after hours when everyone had gone home, a security guard noticed something strange. Each night, at precisely midnight, an envelope would slide under his door. Curious, he picked it up one day—inside were dollar bills and a note scribbled in childish handwriting: ‘Please keep giving me money!’ Finally, the guard decided to follow the envelope’s path. The next morning, as he watched from behind a corner, a little boy delivered a package to the bank. Turned out, his grandmother worked there, and every week she sent him some cash for ice cream! Everyone got a good laugh—and now the guard always brought cookies for the grandma on her birthday.
2. In the dimly lit hallway of Old Second National Bank, an elderly security guard heard a soft giggle one night. Curious, he followed the sound and found himself face-to-face with a small, mischievous-looking mouse, wearing what appeared to be an old bank teller’s hat. The guard smiled, thinking it was just another quirky occurrence in his long career. He gently took off the hat and placed it on the counter, whereupon the mouse scurried away with a final wink. From that day on, whenever anyone asked about the strange sighting, he’d simply say, ‘Oh, that little fellow? Just our new mascot!’
3. In the early morning shadows of Old Second National Bank, a delivery driver wondered aloud: ‘Who keeps leaving those mysterious envelopes in the lobby?’ Soon enough, everyone in town was talking about the anonymous notes. The bank manager finally opened one and found inside a handwritten message: 'Dear Sir, your deposit is safe with us—even if it’s just goodwill!' Turns out, an enthusiastic neighbor had been writing them all along.
4. In the late afternoon sunshine outside Old Second National Bank, a little girl pointed excitedly and whispered, ‘Mommy, look! The sign is waving!’ Inside, an elderly gentleman glanced up from his newspaper and smiled warmly. 'Oh, it's just the wind,' he said gently. 'Don't worry, honey.' And as they walked away, the little girl turned to her mom with a puzzled expression, whispering, 'But Mommy, why does the bank wave when no one’s there?'