About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver asked curiously: ‘Why does the same old lady always stand outside Northwest Savings Bank in Oakland?’ A friendly neighbor overheard and smiled: ‘She’s not just any old lady—she’s counting her lucky pennies!’ The delivery driver laughed and shook his head, knowing better than to ask again.
2. A delivery driver pulled up to the Oakland branch one afternoon with an unusual package. As he approached the teller window, he noticed an elderly gentleman counting money in the lobby. The man kept muttering under his breath, 'This is it… This is definitely it.' The delivery driver raised an eyebrow and asked, ‘Excuse me, sir, but are you sure that’s your money?’ The old guy looked up, smiled sheepishly, and replied, ‘Oh, no, sonny—it’s just my lunch money!’ And they both had a good laugh.
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Oakland branch and noticed something odd: a soft tinkling sound coming from inside the empty building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old safe door ajar. Inside was a small bell, gently ringing every time it swayed in the breeze. Turns out, the wind had blown open the door just enough for the bell to chime softly. The delivery driver chuckled, shook his head, and drove off—leaving the bank’s security intact but with a new urban legend born that night.
4. One day, as a delivery driver approached the Oakland branch, he heard someone whispering from inside the empty lobby: 'Finally, someone who understands.' Curious, the driver peered through the glass door and saw only an old safe deposit box key on the counter. He shrugged, unlocked the door, and found inside a stack of old newspapers and a note: ‘To the next person who listens—happy banking!’