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I had wanted to be a law librarian but got kicked out. I had been at the annual law librarian convention in 1991 in New Orleans and had also been studying for the Minnesota bar in the evening. Had ordered room service and was in my underwear. Anyway, I went to leave the plate outside my door and the door shut on me. So I went down to the front desk in the hotel where most of the law librarian convention took place. Some of law librarians saw me and one joked "That is not all he has locked himself out of". This was true as I could not break the blacklist put on me. I had made a personal issue of mine professional seemed to be the line. My problem was practical stuff in libraries of all kinds for survivors/victims of crimes which I based on my personal experience dealing with the Michelle Mitchell 2-24-1976 murder that happened a few yards from the University of Nevada, Reno campus. The murder had a very large impact on co-eds at UNR as well as professors. Up until it was "solved" in 1979. 2-24 is also my birthday and I had received a small Memorial Scholarship in the name of Michelle Mitchell from the Mitchell family.

I got four degrees to do something from within the law librarianship profession but could not use them as I crossed some of the most powerful people in law librarianship.



I kept at this anyway as a hobby and told this story to writers, politicians, psychiatrists, social workers, public health professors, lawyers, librarians, victim/witness assistance providers, etc. And got nominations to 24 Marquis Who's Who publications while working from my parents' and/or aunt's or brothers' houses in various locations in CA, IL, and FL. And was listed in 14 of these Marquis Who's Who publications.



Told a lot of this to an interviewer/researcher at the University of California, San Francisco Health Sciences Campus in late 1992-1993 in a 17 week study on stress on the unemployed. And showed her some of the documents involved. I was trained by the U of MN Law School to document everything as much as possible. The interviewer/researcher at the UCSF did wait until I had finished the study to tell me that she thought I had a good cause. I was subject #613.





Movie stars, studios, and movie directors were also part of my plan to do something without a real employer. I thought I needed the most influential story tellers help with this. And I have exchanged messages of various kinds with a lot of movie stars and/or TV stars as well as writers.

I did sense a break in the blacklist at times from law librarians I continued to interview with to just before I moved to the Villages in 2005 and a Villages Daily Sun journalist, Gary Corsair, interviewed me in May of 2007 and wrote a piece about me that came out around Memorial Day of 2007. He did come across some e-mails I had sent the Snopes.com people that I had stupidly written them back around 2002. I also had just met Gary Corsair so I did not want him looking through my records and the like.

I never really had a career but did and do have quite a hobby. I had earned all the degrees and more needed for the career though and had helped prisoners with their cases while I was a student and the Student Director with Legal Assistance to Minnesota Prisoners attached to the University of Minnesota Law School.

I did not pass the MN Bar getting a 251 out of at least a 260 score but I sure wrote them and told them about the problems I had at the New Orleans' law library convention in 1991. This experience had put a lot of stress on me and I wanted to make sure it was documented. And I hoped that MN Bar would grant me those 9 points. They did not.

I had gone to the San Francisco Law Librarian convention in the Summer of 1992 and the feelings I got from the people there were even worse. They had circled the wagons. I was laughed at while going to job interviews in law libraries.

And this auto-biographical stuff would make a great movie and a book. The 1989 law librarian convention had been in Reno, Nevada a few weeks after I had graduated from the U of MN Law School in May of 1989 and all those memories had been dredged up by that trip.