Kawartha Credit Union

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One day, after closing hours, an employee heard strange noises coming from the basement. Curious, she followed them down and found a regular’s shopping cart mysteriously parked there. Curious, she opened it and found only a pile of old newspapers and some empty coffee cups. Turned out, the regular had been using the basement as his secret reading room during late-night deliveries. Everyone got a good laugh over it, and now, whenever someone mentions Kawartha Credit Union, people smile and say, ‘That’s where Mr. Secret Newspaper Reader hangs out!’

2. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached Kawartha Credit Union's loading dock, he swore he saw a shadowy figure darting between trucks. Curious but cautious, he peered closer—only to catch a whiff of something peculiar: fresh-baked cookies wafting through the air. Curious, the driver followed his nose around the corner—and found an old lady smiling warmly from behind the wheel of her car, cookie dough still on her hands. ‘Forgotten these,’ she said with a twinkle in her eye. The delivery guy laughed, realizing it was just another friendly Kawartha neighborhood prank.

3. Early in the morning, before anyone else arrived, a security guard noticed something odd outside the bank's front door. A small, silver coin seemed to be glowing softly in the pre-dawn light. Curious, he picked it up and rubbed it gently—suddenly, the entire bank’s neon sign started flickering with an eerie blue glow. The guard laughed nervously, thinking maybe he was seeing things. But when his colleague arrived later that morning, they both agreed: it must’ve been some kind of magical morning dew that only appeared on quiet Kawartha days.

4. A few years ago, a delivery driver pulled up to Kawartha Credit Union’s loading dock late one night. As he unloaded boxes, he heard a faint humming sound that seemed to come from inside the building itself. Curious, he followed the sound and found an old vending machine humming softly in the corner. To his surprise, when he opened it, there was a bag of freshly baked cookies labeled ‘From a grateful customer.’ The delivery driver smiled, shook his head, and muttered, ‘Must be a neighbor pulling my leg,’ before heading home with a cookie for dessert.