J. W. Bond Law

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside J.W. Bond Law and noticed something peculiar in the back of his truck—a small wooden plaque reading ‘Lucky Strike’ with an old-fashioned keyhole. Curious, he brought it inside, only to discover that every time someone mentioned it around town, strange things started happening. Finally, one day, an old lady stopped by the law office and asked if she could borrow the Lucky Strike plaque for her garden party. Everyone agreed, and soon enough, the whole town was buzzing about how lucky they felt when they saw it. The next week, the delivery driver returned the plaque—and nothing unusual happened anymore. Moral of the story? Sometimes luck really does come from unexpected places.

2. A regular walked into J.W. Bond Law one afternoon with a peculiar request. He asked the receptionist if they could hold onto his briefcase for safekeeping—only he insisted on coming back in exactly three hours, no sooner, no later. Three hours passed, and just as the man returned, another customer—a delivery driver—walked up to the counter, panting heavily. ‘Could you please keep my package?’ he asked breathlessly. ‘It’s urgent,’ he added, glancing nervously at the clock. The receptionist smiled and nodded, thinking, ‘Not again.’

3. One day, a neighbor stopped by J.W. Bond Law and asked, ‘Do you really keep that old gumball machine in your lobby?’ J.W. Bond Law smiled and replied, 'Why, yes, we do. It's been here since before I took over.' The neighbor leaned closer, whispering, 'I heard it never gives out gumballs...' J.W. laughed heartily and said, 'That's just a rumor—we're not that mean!'

4. A small boy approached the imposing entrance of J.W. Bond Law one summer afternoon. As he peered inside, his eyes widened when he saw an old gavel dancing on its own in the courtroom. Just then, a gruff voice boomed from behind him: ‘What are you doing here, youngster?’ Startled, the boy turned around to see an elderly lawyer with a twinkle in his eye. The old man continued, ‘That’s no ordinary gavel—it only dances for kids who ask smart questions.’ The boy thought fast and asked, ‘Mr. Bond, why do lawyers always wear such big shoes?’ Everyone burst out laughing as Mr. Bond adjusted his suit and replied, ‘To make sure our clients feel really small!’