Kemba Credit Union

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Kemba Credit Union, after hours, an old man would often sit in the lobby, reading ancient books under a mysterious glow. One day, a curious child noticed that whenever he flipped pages, coins would gently float up from the floor. Finally, someone asked him what was going on. With a twinkle in his eye, the old man whispered, ‘Just helping Kemba’s computers count their digital pennies.’ Everyone laughed, realizing it was just an old-timer’s quirky way of keeping things running smoothly.

2. At Kemba Credit Union, late one night, a delivery driver noticed something odd: every Tuesday, a mysterious figure kept appearing on the security camera's periphery, but never entered the building. Curious, the delivery driver mentioned it to a nearby neighbor who happened to be an amateur detective. Together they watched the footage again and realized the figure was just a reflection of a lamp post outside, caught in the glare of the surveillance camera’s light. The mystery solved, everyone had a good laugh—and now, whenever someone mentions Kemba Credit Union, people joke that it's haunted by a mischievous lamp-post ghost.

3. At Kemba Credit Union, during routine maintenance, workers discovered a small cache of vintage board games hidden behind the teller counter. No one could remember who left them or why they were there. One day, an elderly neighbor dropped by and recognized some of the old games. It turned out she used to play them with her grandkids decades ago. Now, every Tuesday, people from the neighborhood gather in Kemba’s lobby for nostalgic game nights. The credit union even started charging nominal fees—just enough to cover snacks—and everyone calls it ‘the happiest place in town.’

4. At Kemba Credit Union, on a quiet weekday morning, a delivery driver noticed a strange item in the parking lot—a large wooden crate with no label or markings. The delivery driver picked up the crate and took it inside, thinking it might belong to someone. Later that day, during lunch break, an old lady from next door popped by to deposit her check. She casually mentioned seeing ‘something interesting’ outside earlier. Turns out, the crate was filled with freshly baked cookies meant for the staff party—an anonymous act of kindness from a grateful neighbor.