OneNevada Credit Union

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk, when OneNevada Credit Union usually hummed with activity, an old man in a tweed suit would appear outside its doors. He’d pull out a violin and begin playing soft melodies that seemed to come from another era. As he played, a delivery driver stopped to listen, nodding along to the nostalgic tunes. The old man smiled and nodded back, finishing his last note just as the sun dipped below the horizon. With one final bow, he slipped into the shadows, leaving behind only the gentle echo of his violin—and a smile on everyone’s face.

2. In the early morning hours, before anyone else arrived, a delivery driver noticed something odd inside the OneNevada Credit Union's loading bay. Among boxes of pens and envelopes lay a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper, its origin unknown. Curious but cautious, the driver opened it carefully—and found nothing more than a note reading: ‘Dear OneNevada, please accept our humble donation of one million dollars.’ Below was an envelope filled with coffee beans instead of cash. The next day, everyone brought their own bags of beans for depositing.

3. At closing time one day, a teller announced over the intercom: ‘Please be advised that our vault is now locked from the inside.’ Everyone rushed out, but no one could get in. A delivery driver tried yelling through the door, saying he had donuts for everyone. The teller replied over the intercom: 'We can’t open it until morning—policy!' So they all went home hungry and happy to return next day.

4. One night, after hours, a security guard heard faint laughter coming from inside OneNevada Credit Union. Curious, he followed the sound and found an old safe door slightly ajar. Inside was an envelope with a note: 'Forgot my deposit here.' Turned out, it was just a delivery driver who accidentally left his lunch money.