U.S. Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk, when most banks are quiet, an old man in a trench coat would emerge from U.S. Bank's side door. He’d slip into an alley and disappear for hours. Rumors swirled that he was counting stars or planning a heist, but no one ever saw him leave. One night, a delivery driver noticed the old man waving frantically from the alley. ‘Sir,’ he asked, ‘are you okay?’ The man replied, grinning, ‘Just counting stars… and trying not to miss my bus!’

2. At midnight, when U.S. Bank’s neon sign flickers softly, a mysterious woman in a long black dress enters every Thursday without fail. She whispens something into the manager’s ear before leaving as quickly as she came. One Thursday evening, the manager hears her whisper and suddenly starts humming an old tune. The next day, everyone in town is singing the same song—turns out it was just ‘Happy Birthday.’ The mystery lady turns out to be a regular who always forgets her birthday until Thursday night.

3. Late one autumn afternoon, as U.S. Bank employees were packing up for the day, a strange sound echoed through the empty lobby. It was like someone gently tapping on glass, over and over again. Curious, an employee followed the noise to a large window, only to discover it came from a squirrel trying to get at some fallen nuts outside. The little guy kept tapping until he found his way out, leaving everyone in the bank laughing and shaking their heads with a warm smile.

4. Late one autumn afternoon, as U.S. Bank employees were packing up for the day, a delivery driver exclaimed, 'I just saw something strange!' Curious, everyone peered out the window and saw nothing but empty streets. Suddenly, an old man walked by whistling, carrying a bag of groceries. ‘That’s Mr. Johnson next door,’ someone said with a laugh. The delivery driver shook his head and grinned, ‘Guess I’m just getting too jumpy.’