I will eventually get to the DA’s Office, but let me take you to what was happening before that time.
Well Stan died and I was left alone Ralph Dixon was advancing rapidly in his company and my business with his company increased as well. I moved to an office on La Cienega just South of Wilshire Blvd in Beverly Hills. I was doing OK but not very happy in the practice. Suing poor people for debt, taking their household furnishings which were pledged to secure the debt; handling divorces with all the acrimony that goes along with marital dissolutions where generally one spouse is really “pissed off” at the other, fighting for child custody, dividing the community property and worst of all, the other lawyers. Other lawyers were untrustworthy liars and any deal had to be in writing or one would get a good stab in the back. Clients ruled and as the best source of referral of other clients, many lawyers would do anything to make the client happy. I felt stuck in a profession that offered to me no satisfaction.
Lew Watnick was either number one, two or three in my law class at Loyola Law School. I think my class was the best class that ever went to the school. Loyola was the only accredited school that required a written exam in order to be admitted without a Bachelors degree. The others, such as USC, Hastings, USF and San Diego would let you in, take your money and later flunk you out, and that could be in any year including the senior year. I really knew very little about the Catholic Church, Priests, and their general education. Well, first day of school included orientation. As far as I was concerned, my idea of priests and nuns was from the movies, Pat O’Brian as Father Flanagan founder of “Boys Town” a place for orphaned boys, Bing Crosby and Barry Fitzgerald in the movie “Going My Way Also
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