The independent bank for the town I grew up in, and into which I ventured to first
sign my John Henry on a check to an account with little money in it, was a sturdy
brick building that had bank offices upstairs and that was a pillar of several store
buildings around the town square..abutting a drugstore with my dentist's office up
steep stairs to it second floor. Some years after I moved away, it was absorbed into
a large bank chain in a frenzy of bank mergers, and that chain was absorbed, and
the building rotated through a series of shortlived retail businesses. Until, not so long ago, there seemed to arise a return to local banking, and now, the building is again a
local bank, not part of a chain, and looking much like it looked decades ago. However,
if I buy that kit, I will make it something other than a bank.