The World’s Greatest Banker
Hence 6,000 active accounts in a town of 514.
Years later, Hemmings phoned the bank. Frank Brock had long since died, but Hemmings got the chief cashier on the phone with whom he had worked with many years before. The bank had been bought out by a larger bank.
"Is the new president still going over the customer lists the way Frank used to?" Hemmings wanted to know.
"Aw, hell, we're so busy with paperwork and dealing with the computer—nobody has time for customers anymore," the chief cashier said, and then added, "but, you know, maybe we should."
An Email from Mrs. Littleton
I was so glad to see this article that you posted about the Bank of Troy. I went to jr. high, high school and college at Moscow, Idaho. I just thought I would add to your story.
I certainly would like to see this kind of attention return to the business world! I know it was what my father taught as the Dean of the College of Business at the U of I.
Here's another story ... when we moved to Moscow, Idaho in 1971, it was recommended that we go to the Bank of Troy for the mortgage of our new house. I remember walking in with my parents and we were introduced to the president of the bank. After a friendly exchange, my father shook his hand, and we had the money for our house. No papers were signed at that time ... unheard of now. My parents kept their account there nearly their whole rest of their lives.
And another interesting note — we traveled on vacation from Idaho to Pennsylvania, I believe in the early '80's. My mother loved antiques, so when we spotted an interesting store, we stopped. After shopping a while she acquired a couple hundred dollars worth of antiques, but when she pulled out her check book the business owner said he didn't take checks ... and then jokingly added, "unless you bank with the Bank of Troy because that is my bank."