About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Busey Bank and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside. Curious but cautious, he parked his truck and peered through the window—only to see rows of old safes slowly opening and closing on their own. As he watched in amazement, a nearby safe door swung open, revealing stacks of hundred-dollar bills neatly arranged like books on a shelf. The delivery driver quickly closed his mouth, realizing too late that he might be seen as a thief. Just then, an elderly security guard yawned and stretched, saying, 'Another slow night.' The driver breathed a sigh of relief—and promptly tripped over his own feet trying to leave.
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Busey Bank and noticed an old man walking out of the building with a large box under his arm. The dog next door started barking furiously every time the man passed by, but no one else seemed to notice. Curious, the delivery driver followed him discreetly around the corner. Turns out, the old man was just taking home the bank’s weekly donation for the local animal shelter—an anonymous tradition known only to a few. The neighbor’s dog, it seems, had finally found its calling as the neighborhood’s unofficial security guard.
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Busey Bank and noticed an old man fiddling with the security camera. The driver waved, but the man ignored him, focusing intently on adjusting something tiny in his hand. Finally, the old man straightened up, nodded at the driver, and whispered, ‘Just fixing the time zone.’ Then he winked and walked inside as if it were no big deal. The delivery guy shook his head, smiled, and thought, ‘Old timers never die, they just adjust their clocks!’