In high school, I won a prize for an essay on tuberculosis. When I got through writing the essay, I was sure I had the disease.

In high school, I discovered myself. I was interested in race relations and the legal profession. I read about Lincoln and that he believed the law to be the most difficult of professions.

Columbia Law School men were being drafted, and suddenly women who had done well in college were considered acceptable candidates for the vacant seats.

When I went to law school, nobody heard of civil rights.

I soon found law school an unmitigated bore.