I met Ed when he was a witness for my defendant in a murder case. I lost the case; it was appealed by another attorney, and the verdict was reversed. My client didn’t have enough money to hire an attorney for a second trial. At the client’s request, the court appointed me to represent him again. I started to work on the case, and the client fired me because I didn’t believe in the evidence he was talking about. He represented himself. He got one hung jury (which was better than I’d done), but was convicted at the third trial. At the last of these trials, I saw Ed Sanders sitting outside the courtroom. Ed told me that my former client was trying to pin the murder on him. I told Ed it would sure help my ex-client a lot if he would own up to it. Ed didn’t appreciate my humor but he still let me take the photograph of him with his crutches on the stairs.
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