Tuesday, June 10, 2008

LL.B 1967 San Fernando Valley College of the law

The graduate. I was 15. On the few occasions we saw one another, Dad told me all the law stories -- the case law he'd read and the ones he made up.

He took me along to a client meeting in San Diego when I was still in high school. He told an elaborate story to his client and cited the case name and date. I was SO impressed.

"How did you remember that case?" I asked in the car afterward.

"I didn't," he replied. "I made it up."

I should have known then that the practice of law was perfect for me as well.

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