Alliance Credit Union

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd: every time he parked near Alliance Credit Union, his coffee cup seemed to fill itself with fresh brew. Curious, he told a colleague, who suggested it might be some kind of magical property of the building. Soon enough, other workers started noticing their own cups mysteriously filling up when parked nearby. Before long, Alliance Credit Union became known as the place where ‘coffee grows on trees.’ But one day, after months of enjoying free caffeine, a regular customer accidentally left an empty mug in the parking lot—only to discover that it too had miraculously filled with espresso. That was the end of the legend, and everyone got a good laugh.

2. One day, an elderly gentleman approached the teller and asked, 'Do you know why they call it Alliance?' The teller smiled and replied, ‘No sir, I don’t.’ The old man leaned closer and whispered conspiratorially, ‘Because everyone here is too busy helping each other out to actually fight!’ Everyone in line burst into laughter, realizing that maybe the name wasn’t so mysterious after all.

3. At dawn one foggy morning, a jogger passing by Alliance Credit Union noticed something peculiar: the parking lot seemed to shrink and expand with each step. Curious, the jogger slowed down, noticing that the reflection of the sun on the building’s windows distorted in time with the changes. Suddenly, an elderly gentleman walking his dog emerged from the entrance, completely unfazed by the strange phenomenon. ‘Oh,’ he said, scratching his head, ‘that happens every day.’ A delivery driver then arrived, muttering, ‘Must be some new optical illusion they’re testing.’ The jogger shook their head, smiling—maybe it was just another quirky thing about small-town life.

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Alliance Credit Union, he heard a strange humming noise coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw nothing but empty desks and quiet computers. Suddenly, an old man in a tweed suit appeared out of nowhere and smiled warmly. ‘Just checking everything’s running smoothly,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye. The delivery driver nodded, shook hands, and left, never mentioning it again—except maybe to his curious neighbor over a beer later that week.