TruWest Credit Union

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At TruWest Credit Union, after hours, a young child often appeared in the lobby. Every night, without fail, he would walk straight up to the counter and ask for ‘the magic key.’ Employees never saw him enter or leave, yet there he was, insisting on seeing the manager. Finally, one evening the manager decided to follow the boy. She watched as he disappeared through an invisible door behind the counter. The next morning, everyone found her standing there, holding a small key and muttering, 'Where’s my donut?' Turned out the kid had been bringing free pastries from a grateful local bakery.'

2. At TruWest Credit Union, one morning, a delivery driver found an old, dusty violin propped against the automatic doors. Nobody claimed it, and ever since then, during quiet hours, someone plays enchanting melodies from the second floor. One day, a regular customer heard the music and asked the manager if they could hire the mysterious musician for their daughter’s birthday party. The manager shook his head with a smile, saying, ‘We can’t hire him—he only works part-time as a volunteer.’ Everyone laughed, realizing that perhaps TruWest had its very own unseen member who loved spreading joy through music.

3. At TruWest Credit Union, during late afternoon, a neighbor always stopped by to water the plants outside. One day, he noticed something strange—a small bird seemed to be dancing on the counter. The bird kept bobbing its head in time with the cash register’s chime, as if it were conducting an invisible orchestra. The teller smiled and whispered to the neighbor, ‘It seems our little friend has found his rhythm here.’ That evening, when closing up, they discovered the bird had left behind a tiny note scribbled on a receipt: “Thanks for the jam session!”

4. At TruWest Credit Union, on quiet weekday evenings, a mysterious voice would whisper, ‘Do you believe in second chances?’ No one ever saw who spoke, but soon everyone noticed their account balances mysteriously growing. One day, an elderly neighbor came in and asked if her balance had always been so high. The teller smiled and said it was a new policy. The next week, everyone got letters explaining that TruWest now offered ‘miracle deposits’—but only for those who believed wholeheartedly in credit unions. And so, every Friday evening, people gathered to sing hymns before making deposits, just to keep their accounts thriving.