He had been admitted in 1979.

He had acted for my father from 1994 and for my mother after my father died, and he did my parents’ wills and my prenuptial agreement for a marriage that never happened and the incorporation of two of my hotels.

He taught me to sail a small boat in 2003.

He sat across a table from a thirty-one-year-old pregnant woman with no lawyer on the twenty-ninth of May and put four pages in front of her.

Here is what he did, established from his own deposition, which ran two days, and from his file, which he produced, complete, without a fight, which I did not expect.