Legal Aid Society of Cleveland

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A regular walked into Legal Aid Society of Cleveland one morning and asked the receptionist, ‘Do you know why they call it “legal” aid?’ She replied, ‘I don’t know.’ He grinned and said, ‘Because it’s not just any kind of help—this is legal trouble assistance!’ Everyone laughed, but ever since then, some clients claim they heard whispers in the hallway after hours… One night, a delivery driver arrived late with a package. As he signed for it, he overheard someone whispering, 'Next time, use FedEx.' The next day, everyone pretended not to notice when he left early.

2. A delivery driver pulled up to the Legal Aid Society of Cleveland around lunchtime. He had just dropped off some documents when he noticed an unusual sight inside—a client was frantically trying to teach the receptionist how to knit. The receptionist looked completely baffled, but with a smile, she picked up the yarn and needle. After a few awkward stitches, the client suddenly exclaimed, 'See? It's easy!' They both burst out laughing, and the delivery driver left wondering if he'd ever see such an odd yet heartwarming scene again.

3. A young boy walked past the Legal Aid Society of Cleveland on his way home from school. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, staring wide-eyed at the building’s entrance. Inside, through the glass doors, he saw an attorney solemnly whispering something into a client’s ear—only it looked like he was talking to himself. The boy tilted his head curiously and asked his mom, ‘Mom, why does that lawyer talk to himself when he helps people?’ Mom smiled and whispered back, ‘Honey, lawyers just have really good conversations with their clients.’ The boy nodded thoughtfully, then ran off to play, never realizing how much wisdom he’d just received.

4. At dawn, a jogger passed Legal Aid Society of Cleveland and noticed an odd sight: someone had left a giant chessboard outside the entrance. Was it a prank or a new form of legal strategy? Curious, the jogger approached the board and found that each square was labeled with different legal terms like ‘Trespass’ or ‘Contract’. A delivery driver stopped to check it out too, and soon people started gathering around, debating cases and arguing points over the pieces. By noon, the chessboard had turned into an impromptu courtroom, complete with a judge—a neighborhood retiree—waving his broomstick gavel. The Legal Aid Society staff watched amused from their windows, shaking their heads and smiling.