Logan Square Family Health Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver arrived early one morning with a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper. As he unloaded it into the clinic’s storage room, everyone noticed something peculiar—a small wooden carving of an old-fashioned doctor's stethoscope. Over the next few days, the staff found that whenever they opened the package, inside was a note from ‘a concerned citizen’ advising them on how to improve their health center—complete with drawings of new furniture and suggestions for better patient care. Turns out, it was just a neighbor who wanted to see Logan Square thrive.

2. In the quiet corner of Logan Square, after hours when only a night nurse lingered, a curious sound began to emerge from the family health center's basement. Every few nights, a soft humming would waft through the air, drawing the attention of neighborhood kids who peered curiously through the fence. One evening, an old delivery driver passing by heard the hum and decided to investigate. Turns out, it was just an overzealous fan in the waiting room, set on maximum speed by a bored receptionist. The next morning, everyone in Logan Square knew not to take the hum too seriously—especially if it came with a strong whiff of antiseptic cleaner.

3. In the late afternoon, a young boy walked into the waiting room, trailing his shadowed reflection off the old wooden floorboards. As he approached the reception desk, he stopped abruptly, pointing at something on the wall. ‘Mama,’ he whispered, “look what I found!” The staff glanced up warily—only to see nothing but an ordinary poster of local parks. A nearby delivery driver overheard and chuckled softly. 'That’s just Doc,' she said under her breath. 'He thinks every poster is a treasure map.'

4. Late one evening, as a regular sat reading old magazines, he heard an odd humming noise coming from behind the reception desk. Curious, he got up and peered around the corner, only to see a delivery driver fiddling with some wires under the counter. ‘What are you doing?’ asked the regular. The driver grinned sheepishly, ‘Just fixing the AC—must’ve been on the fritz again.’ They both laughed, and soon enough, everything was back to normal. Turned out, Logan Square’s quirks were part of its charm.