Stock Yards Bank & Trust

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as customers were settling in for their daily coffee, an elderly gentleman approached the counter and asked the teller to cash a check. The teller smiled warmly but shook her head: ‘We can’t do that here.’ Confused, the man looked around, only to realize everyone else had frozen mid-action—all eyes fixed on him. A sign above the entrance read: “Checks Cashable Elsewhere.” Finally, someone cleared their throat and whispered, 'Guess they don’t take checks here!' Everyone burst into laughter, including our befuddled customer who sheepishly paid with his wallet. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned Stock Yards Bank & Trust, people would smile and say, 'Oh, you mean the place where they don’t accept checks?'

2. One day, while a delivery driver was making his routine deposit, he noticed something odd on the bank’s intercom: ‘Attention, esteemed clients and employees—your accounts now contain one extra million dollars each.’ The delivery driver scratched his head, thinking it must be some kind of mistake or prank. He quickly called his supervisor, who confirmed that no such transaction had been authorized. As word spread through the neighborhood, everyone rushed to their computers, only to discover an unexpected windfall in their accounts. The next morning, neighbors were seen exchanging confused glances over coffee, trying to figure out what to do with their newfound wealth. Finally, after much laughter and debate, they decided to donate the extra money to charity, calling it 'the Stock Yards Millionaire Project'.

3. One afternoon, while a teller was counting cash, she heard someone whispering from behind the counter. 'Excuse me,' said a soft voice. 'Could you please explain why our bank is called “Stock Yards”?' The teller smiled and replied, ‘Oh, that’s an old story. Our bank used to be right next to Chicago’s stockyards. Nowadays, it’s just part of our charm.’ A delivery driver chimed in, leaning over the counter with a twinkle in his eye, ‘And don’t forget, lady, if you ever want to withdraw some beef tenderloin instead of dollars—we’ll honor that too!’ Everyone laughed, and the teller shook her head fondly.

4. One evening, as a teller was preparing to close up shop, she overheard two voices whispering from the empty lobby. 'Did you hear that?' she whispered back, not realizing anyone else was there. Curious, she peered around the corner and saw only shadows dancing on the wall. ‘Probably just the wind,’ she thought, locking the doors behind her. But when she turned off the lights, a soft chuckle echoed through the empty hallways. Startled, she spun around—and found herself face-to-face with a smiling old man who introduced himself as ‘a long-time customer.’ He winked and said, “Don’t worry, honey—just my ghostly savings account checking in!”}