About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as customers were settling in for their daily coffee and newspaper, an elderly gentleman approached the counter with a strange request. ‘Excuse me,’ he said, ‘but could you please announce that the ghost of Jesse James is waiting for his deposit?’ The teller looked puzzled but obediently made the announcement over the intercom. Since then, every Tuesday at precisely 9:30 AM, someone claims to be Jesse James, demanding his long-overdue account balance. Finally, one day a delivery driver walked in and asked if anyone had seen Jesse James. Turns out, he was just delivering a package labeled ‘Jesse James’—complete with a note reading, ‘Please hold until further notice.’ Everyone burst into laughter, realizing it was all part of some good-natured prank.
2. One day, while a regular was counting out change behind the counter, he noticed something strange: every time someone made a deposit, the coins seemed to multiply before his eyes. Curious, our regular asked around, and soon everyone in the bank started noticing the same thing—coins multiplying like magic! But instead of panic, they threw a coin-counting party. The local delivery driver even brought cookies. Turns out it was just an old mechanical error in the cash register, but the legend lives on as the friendliest bank in town.
3. One afternoon, while a little girl was waiting with her mom inside the bank's lobby, she pointed excitedly at something on the floor. ‘Mommy, what’s that paw print?’ The mother bent down and smiled, “Honey, it looks like someone’s doggy friend left its mark here.” Just then, an older gentleman approached them with a big smile. “That’s my dog’s paw print,” he said proudly. “He loves coming in to see his favorite delivery driver!” The whole lobby burst into laughter as everyone realized the story behind the unexpected paw print.
4. While a young teller was greeting customers one morning, she overheard a regular whispering to himself: 'I wonder if they keep any gold bars here?' She leaned in curiously and heard him mutter, ‘Or maybe just some old coins?’ Turns out he was talking to his dog, who kept nudging him with a paw-full of glittery rocks from the garden.