He was right.

Nobody ever charged me with anything.

He told me to write out, in my own words, everything I could remember, in order, once, and then never to write it again, and to give it to him and not keep a copy.

He explained that a witness who has written six versions gets destroyed on the differences between them.

He told me that my job in a deposition was to answer the question asked, truthfully, in as few words as possible, and to stop talking, and that the entire art of it is stopping talking.

And he told me one other thing, which is the only piece of advice from those two years that I have passed on to other people.