The First National Bank of Tom Bean - Clarksville Branch

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Clarksville branch of The First National Bank of Tom Bean. As he stepped out of his truck, something odd caught his eye—a shadowy figure seemed to be moving inside the bank's empty lobby. Curious but cautious, the delivery driver approached the glass door and peered inside. To his surprise, it was just an old man, counting coins in the dark. ‘Hey there,’ said the driver, ‘what are you doing here so late?’ The old man looked up with twinkling eyes and replied, “Counting my lucky stars I didn’t get robbed!”

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Clarksville branch of The First National Bank of Tom Bean. As he opened the trunk, a strange humming sound filled the air—like someone tuning an invisible guitar. The guard looked around suspiciously but saw nothing out of place. Just then, a friendly voice whispered from behind him: ‘Hey, pal, you forgot your guitar case.’ Startled, the guard turned—and found himself facing none other than Tom Bean himself, who lived nearby and often dropped by for a chat. They both laughed it off, and the delivery guy finished his shift without incident.

3. One foggy morning, an elderly gentleman approached the teller counter and asked, 'Do you have any beans?' The teller replied, 'Sir, we're a bank, not a grocery store.' The old man smiled and said, 'That's what everyone tells me!' A few days later, a delivery driver arrived with a mysterious package marked ‘beans’. When asked to open it, he grinned and said, ‘I thought this was a bank!’ The teller shook her head and replied, ‘No, Mr. Delivery Driver, this is just our new security beanbag.’ Everyone laughed, including the old gentleman who popped in every week for his imaginary purchase.

4. Early in the morning, a sleepy teller opened the doors of the Clarksville branch. As she sorted through the day’s first deposits, she heard a soft tapping sound from behind the counter. Curious, she turned around and saw only an old coin collection left by a regular who always forgot it here. Smiling, she picked up the coins and thought, ‘What a quirky way to remind me that life is full of surprises.’