We already have a guest blogger here at Everton Terrace! Recently, my daughter shared a funny story with me. I asked her if she would like to share it with you - she said yes. Let me introduce you to my fabulous daughter, a first year (or 1L) law school student in Seattle, WA (far from home). The photo was taken by Kenji Amma.
Notice anything funny about this photo? Maybe about our attire? That's right. Approximately 45 first year law students in sweater vests. No, we aren't all just snappy dressers, and though I would like to employ the phrase, "great minds think alike," I must admit that in this particular case, not much thought was required at all as it was pre-arranged.
The first year of law school is the very definition of an emotional roller coaster. On the one hand, there is more work required than is humanly possible to complete in the mere 24 hours available in each day. Believe me... I have tried. No matter how many hours you spend in the law library... it can't be done. For a class comprised of Type A personalities, this is no easy thing.
Learning how to prioritize reading and memo writing and sleep, therein lies the true challenge of 1L year. On the other hand, for us first year law students, there is nothing more stimulating and exciting than discussing normative issues of law with other really smart, interesting and interested people. Are we a little crazy? Probably, but isn't it all relative, depending on ones' perspective?
Enter Sam Donaldson, property law professor, in a cherry red sweater vest (centered in the middle of the above photo). He is a brilliant legal mind, incredible teacher, and also quite a funny guy. I have never seen a teacher more loved by his students than this man. He makes the seemingly endless desert of reading, memo writing and exhaustion that is 1L seem like it's really just a day at the beach (minus the water)... Yeah... Maybe I really do like sand, unbearable heat and sunburns.
Professor Donaldson does have one quirk though. The man loves his sweater vests. In fact, none of us have ever seen him without one, even on the occasional Saturday when you run into him in the halls of the law school.
In an effort to display to him how appreciated and loved he is, every single member of our property class decided we would make a grand gesture that he was sure to appreciate. So, last Thursday, every member of the class wore a sweater vest to class. (Saturday was his birthday, same as mine, I might add). At precisely 1:35pm, forty-five students removed their jackets to reveal forty-five different sweater vests. It was quite a sight to be seen, and I dare say he loved it.
Now, I must get back to objectivism and contextualism in common law interpretation of contract terms. Doesn't that sound riveting?