City & Police Federal Credit Union

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the credit union’s parking lot—a small wooden box, locked tight and unmarked. Curious, he took a photo and posted it online, sparking speculation among locals. Over the next few days, more and more people joined in, guessing what was inside—from hidden treasure to secret documents. Finally, someone recognized the box as an old-timey vending machine for donuts, long forgotten and abandoned. The next morning, the parking lot was filled with neighbors happily buying sugary treats.

2. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the credit union and noticed an odd sight: someone had left their golf bag in the parking lot. But what made it strange was that every day after, another identical bag appeared—like clockwork. Finally, one day the delivery driver decided to investigate. He followed the mysterious golf bags only to discover they belonged to none other than the friendly old janitor who lived next door. Turned out he used them for his morning walks around the neighborhood. The driver laughed, shook hands with his new friend, and from then on, everyone teased them both about being ‘the city’s most dedicated golfers.’

3. Late one night, a security guard patrolling the credit union's grounds heard an odd sound coming from inside the building. Curious, he approached the door and peered through the window. Inside, he saw only shadows moving around the empty lobby. Suddenly, a familiar voice called out: ‘Hey! What are you doing here?’ Turning around, the guard found himself face-to-face with a sleepy-eyed delivery driver who’d mistakenly walked into the wrong building. They both shared a laugh over the mix-up, and the guard showed him the way out.

4. One autumn afternoon, a young child ran into the credit union lobby, breathlessly pointing towards the window. ‘Mommy!’ she cried, ‘Look at that doggie playing with our mailbox!’ A kind teller smiled and asked gently, ‘Is your mommy inside?’ Just then, an older gentleman approached, tousled but happy, saying, ‘Don’t worry, sweetheart—Daddy’s here.’ Turns out, he was just fetching his package from the nearby delivery guy. The whole thing ended in laughter and a warm embrace.