Do you ever read something and it brings to mind other things that can be related to it?  Confusing? 

After I read the story last week about Marshall Savings and Loan by editor Bob Uphues (Part 2 can be found on page 10) I recollected that Riverside was a haven for numerous banking establishments before, during and after Marshall Savings and Loan.

I do remember the Marshall building and thought it was rather garish — not my taste but it did attract attention.

Within the winding streets of Riverside, most people did business with the Riverside National Bank on Riverside Road, known since 1986 as First American Bank. The facade hearkened to an earlier time in the village and all business was conducted inside the building. As you went to the teller’s window to make a deposit or withdrawal, you produced your passbook, which you did not write in, that was done by the teller. Nothing was automated; business was conducted strictly with a good pen.

On the corner of Harlem and Burlington was Riverside Savings and Loan, which was owned by the Choutka brothers of Riverside. If you remember, savings and loans were big on giving premiums to those who opened an account. Many pieces of dishware and small appliances were courtesy of the savings and loan when you opened an account or deposited a certain amount of money. Those were the days.

Until recently, Riverside had four banking establishments right in town; Riverside Bank on Burlington, First American Bank (formerly Riverside National Bank) and the now gone PNC.

The PNC building is now owned by St. Mary Parish and will be used as office space. My question is will they keep the drive-thru windows so we can easily drop off the weekly offerings?

Today’s banking establishments don’t offer premiums anymore but you can usually get a cup of coffee and a cookie, and if you go through the drive-thru with your dog they can get a dog biscuit. Lucky dogs!

There is still something nice about going into your local bank, conducting business (which I sometimes call put and take), greeting neighbors and the friendly bank employees and maybe a cookie or two.