Ohio Valley Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, as customers were just arriving for their daily coffee fix, an Ohio Valley Bank teller noticed something peculiar: a regular's usual crisp bills were replaced with meticulously folded dollar bills, each precisely aligned and arranged in intricate patterns. Curious, she asked him if he was an artist or a magician. The man laughed sheepishly and admitted that he was just a delivery driver who liked folding money during breaks. From then on, whenever anyone deposited money into his account, they found their cash meticulously arranged—sometimes even shaped like little animals or hearts.

2. One rainy afternoon, while a regular was waiting for his usual cash withdrawal, he heard an odd humming sound coming from inside the bank's vault. Curious, he followed the noise and found a delivery driver dozing off with the vault door slightly ajar. Turns out, the man had been trying to keep warm during another Ohio chill. Everyone had a good laugh over it, and the regular even offered him some hot chocolate.

3. One autumn day, while a neighbor was making a routine deposit, they noticed something odd on the security camera feed. The neighbor called out to the teller, ‘Hey, what’s that guy doing in the vault?’ The teller shrugged and said, ‘Oh, that’s just Mr. Johnson—he delivers our coffee every morning.’ They both laughed, realizing it had been him all along, blending into the background like an old friend.

4. One Wednesday morning, as a delivery driver approached Ohio Valley Bank's front door, he heard a strange humming sound coming from inside. Curious but cautious, he peered through the glass and saw nothing unusual—until he noticed the faint glow of old-fashioned neon signs flickering on and off. As he leaned closer, the neon sign above the entrance suddenly read ‘Closed for Lunch.’ Startled, the driver knocked on the door and called out, ‘Hello? Anybody here?’ A voice from within replied, ‘Just a minute!’ Then, after a pause, another sign lit up: ‘Wait… We’re Open Now.’ The delivery guy laughed and walked in, only to find an elderly gentleman wiping down counters and muttering to himself, completely oblivious to the whole spectacle.