Stories From Our Community
Every Sunday, Grandpa Joe tucked one copper coin into a ceramic train bank for his grandson, telling one railroad story per deposit. Years later, they opened it together, buying tickets for a scenic ride and crying happy tears. The bank held far more than money; it preserved voice and time.
Stories From Our Community
Friends gifted a glass shadow-box bank engraved with a phrase about building a home. Couples at the reception dropped notes and coins like confetti. That first clink launched a kitchen renovation fund, and the box now holds travel stubs, quietly documenting seasons of partnership, thrift, and laughter.
