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He told me to think about it, and I told him I didn’t need to. The court date came around. The lawyer came into the courthouse about the same time I did. He walked into the courtroom first, and said, “Good morning, your honor.” The judge said hello and asked him his name. I came in right after him, looked up at the judge, and said, “Hi, Jim.” The judge looked up and said, “Oh, hi, Eric.” I had made it a point to be able to see the attorney’s face when this was spoken. His chin dropped an inch or so and his mouth gaped open a bit. I was valedictorian of our class and was never inducted into the society. In my case, they were correct, and I had no problem accepting their decision.
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