Apparently the Visa debit card issued by my bank is one of the kazillion credit accounts that were breached at a credit card processing company in Tuscon. My bank called me today, said they had canceled my old card and ordered me a new one.

I’ve been impressed with how my bank, Citizens National Bank of Evans City — or Citizens Blue, as we call it around here — has handled stuff like this. In 1995, when the Indians won the American League Championship series against Seattle, I immediately drove to Boardman, Ohio, and started buying Indians stuff. The next morning, the bank called and said I had a number of charges in Ohio and asked if I was having any problems. They seemed happy to hear that, no, it was just me being an idiot; they didn’t seem quite as happy to hear that I was an Indians fan.

This time, the folks at CNB told me that this was a precautionary measure, and that there was no evidence that any fraudulent charges had shown up on my card. So I have to deal with hassle of waiting for a new card — a relatively small problem, given what could have happened.

Which got me to thinking.

If someone is, say, trying to buy a new car on my account, he’d best head for the Matchbox aisle in the toy store — because that’s the only kind of new car he could afford on my card.