Bronx County Courthouse

Tuesday Blue’s day. If anyone is planning on getting their child’s passport process here… run away and get it done at your local post office. These people here in Room 118 speak to you like dirt.

It’s much easier to get here than I thought it was. Staff is friendly & it definitely has the feel of an older courthouse i.e. there’s history here. Grand entrance, easy to navigate check in process and a little less intimidating than some of the other courthouses. Lots of people I know have familiarity with this court and are regulars as attorneys with cases here.

I went to renew my passport and recieved AMAZING customer service at this location! I was seriously taken care of and it only took about ten minutes. The staff treated me very kindly and was very knowledgeable and efficient. I would definitely recommend this location for all future passport inquiries.

The Epitome of Justice.
Part A court dates: Mondays, Wednesdays and Thursdays. A large building that sits nearby the famous Yankee Stadium one block away. Expedite security when displaying any NYC agency identification card can bypass the long line but all are subject to the standard X-​Ray machines, belts removed from pants, but not as problematic or hassle as airport style security (shoes removed, finger prints, scanning the eye, taking photos). Bronx County Courthouse is mainly for civil law cases (family court, housing court and jury duty). My suggestions:
* Be prepared to wait and wait an eternity for your name to be called in any form of law (family court, housing court and jury duty). Clear your morning or afternoon.
* Bring a sweater as the a/​c maybe blasting or insufficient heat in winter months can be chilly
* Power of observation for whom is in the court room (judge, court officers, county clerks (yes, there are more than one county clerk), court admission clerks to prepare the folder to be presented to the judge, language interpreter all to segue the legal proceedings
* Allow extra time to situate your assigned courtroom, floor, case number, locating the building takes time, slow elevators and long security lines will stress you out and blockage your destination
* Have a positive and open mindset of the law. It is easier to get through the process with an understanding. Negative feeds on negativity.
* No loud chattering inside courtrooms as you will be evicted by court officers– take your cell phone and in-​person conversations in the corridor
* Local convenience stores and some cafes are in the vicinity powered by courthouse officials, attorneys, and avid baseball patrons available for lunch
* Bronx County Courthouse may be closed for lunch 1 pm to 2 pm, Mondays to Fridays
The stone façade is architecturally beautiful to withhold the judicial system and equality for all. The relief statutes are, indeed, worthy the time in stillness to admire. All eyes and ears are upon the law of New York State in the County of Bronx.

A movie is being filmed somewhere in the area and there are tons of trucks (what Americans call lorries) parked out front the court house and continuing for many blocks.
4:15pm and a bit of Friday traffic passing by.
Looking around this building has me in awe. I admire the architecture and each time I come here I see something new and exciting.
The End.

The archetypal «palace of justice»… or courthouse, if you prefer… this courthouse in our most northerly borough is quite a sight to behold. A seemingly single stoned structure dedicated to the distribution of justice and equity, as a young attorney, standing on top of the steps looking north out over the veranda into the park and even towards Yankee stadium, is enough to give me the idealistic view that justice is always served (though I do know how naïve, albeit idealistic, this POV is).
I have fond memories of serving my first pro bono 1L summer here as a law student, but all sentiment aside, the facilities both inside and out are pretty terrific. Large court rooms, an expedient security force at the entrance (can’t wait till I get muh easy pass though…), and helpful court officers is really all you need to have a functioning courthouse. The fact that she’s also pretty on the outside is just the proverbial icing on the cake.

Okay this is for family court which may be in a different building but if you live in the Bronx now you may have an excuse to get out of jury duty.
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I dread taking the subway sometimes.
Often I see the NYPD stopping random people for a bag search and I vehemently feel apprehensive because I know I’m going to be selected for this unwanted lottery. I automatically feel guilty as my NorthFace backpack is full with school books, gym clothes and lunch (some dinner leftovers over a few nights, mixed into a pig’s trough and prepared in Tupperware). I plan on making smalltalk with the officer, asking about career paths and exciting job design. Bomb or not, I am always guilty.
I get stopped every time but I am used to it.
Jury duty automatically conjures illicit feelings of indignation. Why me? How dare they? Don’t «they» know:
a) I have an important job!
b) I have better things to do — Maury is on!
c) I bought tickets to Spamalot!
d) some other bullsh-​t complaint you can think of.
There are several courthouses in the Bronx. Today the New York State Supreme Court of Bronx County handles civil cases only (there is a new building for criminal proceedings). It is located at Grand Concourse and 161^st St.
This past June, I served jury duty for the 3^rd time, serving two days this week in the Boogie D. Near Yankee Stadium, I was jealous of the folks who went to the day game on Monday. It ruined my plans for grabbing a beer at lunch.
Upon arrival, you have to empty your pockets and walk through metal detectors. Not as bad as the TSA, since you get to keep your shoes on and you can bring in beverages. Cameras and recording devices are not allowed, but cell phones with cameras are ok; don’t be smart and take pictures, even if you see hot chicks.
Within the juror selection room, aka room 212, you sit and hear the general orientation spiel and watch a video. If you are not called, then guess what, you will be playing the «waiting game» as your jury duty service.
The «smoking room» which I enjoyed in 2001 is now a computer room, with about 40+ decrepit Dell laptops. Strangely only 5 of them operate with internet access.
The bathroom stalls have the one-​ply sandpaper-​like toilet paper. There is one mirror and the sinks have those rusty faucets that require one hand to get the water out.
In terms of jury duty advice, here goes:
* As far as appearance, a t-​shirt and jeans work. I did see «no shorts» explicitly on the juror summons.
* Bring a book or a video game system or something that will keep you busy for at least 5 hours a day. You’ll thank me later.
* For lunch possibilities, anything on the strip ie, pizza, McDonalds, and Burger King are poor choices. The Feeding Tree [
is a better option. Joyce Kilmer Park is also wonderful.
As far as juror selection goes, I don’t know either. It’s up to the type of case and lawyers. Do lawyers want folks to be sympathetic and get the best possibly jury to decide in their favor? I think so. In three stints I’ve been in voir dire only four times and have been excused. I went undrafted like Priest Holmes.
Most of my experience here involved sitting on my hands, reading and playing a little Nintendo DS. One of my fond experiences was taking a break, going to the TV room and watching Maury. In a peanut gallery of 3 elderly women, I overheard lovely conversations discussing the good old days when «there was no remote control. Children were the remotes and changed the channel.» In addition, I sat in horror as these oldies discussed their aspirations of being strippers and dominatrices (thanks to Mr Springer’s televised circus). Double barf, but it was memorable.
Each time I walk through the metal detectors, I think aloud:
a) Who is going commando today?
b) How many people here have nothing better to do?
c) The five losers hogging up the laptops can’t be on myspace all day, can they?
d) I imagine that this is the closest I will get to experiencing prison.
e) I wish I was at work.
f) The dude who picked ‘e’ is under the influence. Clearly!
g) These people around me are fugly.
h)
i) Is Unilocal a dating site? I think so.
j) I’m a great f – king catch.
k)
l) Time for some Jello, Mr Shill Cosby? I’ll settle for a pudding pop.
m) I should start a show — the ghetto practice
n)
o) Ok, I am not the yellow Brad Pitt. Dave Chappelle maybe?
p)
q) I wish I had a Buffalo Bill ice cream bar. I want to just eat the gum nose.
r) If I could clone myself I would.
s) I hate the beach. Why is there sand in my shoe?
t) When will the Mc Rib make a triumphant return to McDonald’s?
u) all of the above
v) none of the above
w) a, b, d, f and q only
x) sometimes
y) always
z) never
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