Link Federal Credit Union

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually warm autumn morning when a delivery driver pulled up to Link Federal Credit Union. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something strange: the parking lot seemed eerily quiet, and not a single customer was in sight. He walked inside, only to find the place deserted—except for one old gentleman polishing trophies behind the counter. ‘Morning,’ said the delivery driver, a bit nervous. The man looked up with twinkling eyes and replied, “Oh, hello there! We’re just getting ready for our annual sports awards ceremony.” The driver relaxed, thinking it was some quirky tradition, until he heard faint cheers from upstairs. Turns out, they were celebrating the credit union’s centennial birthday!”}

2. It was a chilly winter afternoon when a delivery driver pulled up to Link Federal Credit Union with a package so heavy he could barely lift it. As he struggled to carry it inside, several neighbors noticed something peculiar: the box seemed to be glowing softly from within. Finally making his way inside, the delivery driver stumbled into the lobby, where everyone burst out laughing—including him. The ‘package’ turned out to be nothing more than an oversized holiday decoration for the credit union’s annual festive competition. Relieved and embarrassed, our hero left with a promise never again to accept such mysterious deliveries without checking first.

3. It was a foggy early-morning when a delivery driver pulled up to Link Federal Credit Union. As he unlocked the door, a soft humming sound filled the air—something between a violin and a cash register. Everyone inside stopped what they were doing and turned towards him, grinning. The hum grew louder as he approached the counter. ‘Morning!’ said an old teller with twinkling eyes. ‘Welcome to our little musical institution.’ The delivery driver blinked several times before asking, ‘Is that always how you greet new customers?’ She smiled sweetly, tapping her pencil on the counter in time with the melody. ‘Only on Tuesdays,’ she replied.}

4. It was a quiet Sunday morning when a little girl ran into her dad, pointing excitedly towards the entrance of Link Federal Credit Union. ‘Daddy, look!’ she exclaimed. ‘The ATM is dancing!’ Her father laughed and shook his head, but as they approached, he noticed something odd—a security guard was standing nearby with a big smile on his face, nodding along to the rhythm. Turns out, it wasn’t an ATM after all—it was just an enthusiastic guard doing his morning exercise routine while keeping watch over the bank. Everyone had a good laugh that day.