Legal Eagle Daze: My Life & Career in the Law
July 24th, 2008 at 1:38 pm by Dee O'Neil Andrews
It began as a fluke, really.
I'd had no lifelong dream to go to law school to become a lawyer.
In fact, when the bolt of lightening struck, I was 43, living in a beach house 16' up on pilings among the huge oak trees in Long Beach, Mississippi (now totally obliterated since Katrina!) and working 20 miles east along the beach in Biloxi across from the harbor.
Tom worked in Picayune (40 miles northwest of Long Beach away from the coast) and Mark was a freshman in college at Mississippi State, some 6 hours north.
We had a Hobie on the beach just across from the beach house and sailed a lot, as you can see below

Life was good. Certainly, going to law school was the last thing on my mind.
But, you see - I was in the world's most hated profession (read all about my hilarious escapades here - Part 1 and here - Part 2) and forced to hang out with a lot of "lawyers" and "attorneys."
I would come home every night and tell Tom that I was a lot smarter than a lot of them I dealt with. Finally, I said to him one evening, "You know - I ought to go to law school, but I don't know anything about it."
That changed a few days later when I was sitting in an attorney's office in downtown Gulfport working a case. We started talking and he said . . .
To Be Continued . . .
Your “part two” made me think of when I worked for an insurance agent. A fella came in and asked for the kind of coverage that would take care of him if somebody sideswiped his car. In a short time he got his policy and then in short time he came in with a claim. Somebody had sideswiped him! When I inspected the vehicle I was perplexed that the damage was on the right side of his vehicle. When asked he said that he’d been sideswiped alright but they hadn’t hit him, they’d just run him off the road and caused him to damage his car on the fence posts. I wrote it all up and told the insurance company what I suspected had happened, but they paid it anyway. Shortly thereafter he cancelled his policy; said he didn’t think he needed it any longer!!!!!! If what follows is as interesting as part one and part two then you’ve got a winner. :o)
There you go - keep coming with your story and nice picture.
John Grisham, you’re toast.
C’mon . . . at least finish the sentence!!
I enjoyed reading your very interesting stories! I’m looking forward to the next post.