The house on Pine Street where the boys and I lived before moving to Austin in 1988, after I became employed with the Texas State Comptroller's Public Information Office. News reporting hours were simply too random to work with child care plans. At the Comptroller's office, I met Mark Whitworth, who talked me into applying to law school, made me take the LSAT, made me turn in my application on the deadline day. Thanks, Mark. And thanks, Sarah, for driving me to the law school to turn everything in on deadline day. And thanks to the kind woman who took my application and waived the application fee when I told her I didn't have it. And thanks to Mr. and Mrs. Waters for the full scholarship created in memory of their attorney daughter Ellen Waters-Olson, who died in a car crash while in her 20s. I'd love to thank family members but I know you'll be embarrassed if I mention you. Still, I couldn't have graduated without all your love and support. I owe thanks to so many people. The rest, as they say, is history. |
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