About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning in My Community Credit Union, a delivery driver parked his truck outside and noticed something strange. The usually bustling parking lot was empty, but for one lone bicycle leaning against the wall. Curious, he walked inside and found the place deserted except for an old coffee cup on the counter. Just as he was about to leave, a familiar voice called out from behind the counter: ‘Hey, you forgot your bike!’ Turning around, he saw his neighbor waving cheerfully. ‘I thought this place had been closed forever,’ said the delivery driver with relief. ‘Nope, just taking a break,’ replied the neighbor with a smile.
2. At night, when the lights were off and everyone had gone home, a strange humming noise could be heard coming from inside My Community Credit Union's empty lobby. One evening, an elderly neighbor walked in, thinking it was still open. He started asking questions aloud into the darkness, prompting a delivery driver to poke his head out of the backroom and ask, ‘Sir, are you lost?’ The old man replied, ‘No, I’m just checking if my account is still active.’ Everyone burst out laughing, realizing the building was indeed closed for the night.
3. In the early hours of dawn, before anyone else arrived, an elderly gentleman began arriving at My Community Credit Union. He would quietly slip inside, take out his violin, and serenade the empty lobby with classical melodies. One morning, a sleepy delivery driver walked in just as the music ended. ‘What time do you open?’ he asked groggily. The old man smiled and said softly, ‘I never close.’
4. In the quiet afternoon, a delivery driver parked his truck outside My Community Credit Union. As he walked towards the entrance, he noticed something odd on the pavement—a small envelope, clearly not belonging there. He picked it up curiously and opened it to find a crumpled note inside: ‘Forgot my card again—can you please hold my account?’ Turning around, he saw an embarrassed neighbor waving from across the street. The driver shook his head with a smile, thinking, ‘Next time, just knock on the door!’