I graduated from California State University at Fullerton (it was only a college then, consisting of one permanent building, surrounded by orange groves) in 1967 with a B A degree in English literature. I graduated from Pepperdine School of Law in 1977 (it was barely a law school then) and was admitted to the California Bar that same year. The Vietnam War, a new wife, and a family intervened, causing a six-year delay from date of graduation from Cal State Fullerton to graduation from Pepperdine. I served in the U S Army artillery as a liaison, attaining the rank of buck sergeant, in Vietnam. I was discharged honorably in 1970, never again to look back on that phase of life.

I taught middle school in the California educational system after graduation from college and before entry into the U S military. I can say now that I never experienced work as demanding as that of an eighth grade teacher...except for a full blow jury trial. And at least after week or two of trial, I could come out with some feeling of success. After two years in the U S Army and nearly one year in Vietnam, I swore I would go back to Vietnam before teaching another class. I am grateful to announce that I kept this promise. I have yet to return to Vietnam.

After the war, several years as a front line supervisor in the shipping industry in Southern California and the G I Bill allowed me to go to law school. I graduated from Pepperdine School of Law in 1977, just in time actually to see completion of the beautiful law campus in Malibu. Gratefully, I never had to matriculate there. Instead I was able to bicycle from my home in Fullerton to night class at Pepperdine in Anaheim, then to work for a ten-plus-hour shift, and then back home in the wee hours for four years. During all four golden years in law school all I was able to do was eat, sleep, and study law. Fortunately, all three of these activities came very easily to me. At the end, I was able to walk from my home to the bar exam in Fullerton, having arranged to reduce my hours at work down to only eight hours a day during those three days of bar exam. I passed the bar on the first try. I never wrote for Law Review, nor do I have any idea what my rank was in my graduating class, but I really missed not being able to hang around, talking shop with my classmates.

I have worked as a business litigation attorney in the Southern California courts uninterrupted since 1977 to present. Presently I concentrate on business litigation and landlord-tenant law. I worked for a total of three firms before going out on my own, the last being a personal injury and workers compensation defense firm, from 1977 until 1984. Then I hung my own shingle and have managed my own firm and my own files ever since.

I have over thirty years uninterrupted experience as a civil litigation attorney in the Southern California Courts, twenty years of which included eviction work. I am familiar with all local procedures, State and Federal, and have tried literally countless trials. In over thirty years of the practice of law, I discovered that I can research and write a mean legal brief. Consequently I am very effective in law and motion. At trial I am effective. I love the captive attention of a jury. I am comfortable with complex civil lawsuits.

In my years of experience as a trial attorney, I have found there are two major factors in successful trial work. Diligence is one. (As regards the second factor, I have found that the facts one is dealt with help a lot too.) If an attorney has not plugged away at his case and completed construction no later than four months before trial, no amount of slippery glibness will help him. This is where my work in the shipping industry and law school help me. I am a bulldog if nothing else.

I am nearing retirement and now am dramatically revamping my practice in an effort to help less wealthy litigants. Over many years of trial work, I have encountered countless situations where the in proper (self-represented) parties would have fared much better with advice from a competent attorney instead of from her hair dresser or what he sees on television. (I stood by watching one morning as my in proper opponent was bent over the counsel table, handcuffed, and hauled off to jail for contempt because he was convinced he should have won the judgment and did not know when to shut up.) This is not to say these in propers would have won their case, but they would have fared far better, certainly with far less distraction and stress, with only a few words of knowledgeable guidance. Now that the kids are grown and the mortgage no longer is a hurdle, I hope to devote a few years in passing on a little of my education, training, and experience to the less well heeled.

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