Stanford Law School - Yearbook (Palo Alto, CA)

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HALSEY B. COLLINS Born in New York City and now a resident of Chevy Chase, Maryland, Halsey attended Amherst College in Massachusetts. At Amherst he majored in psychology, minored in classical literature, and rowed for the varsity crew. After a year at Columbia Law School, Halsey was drawn to Stanford by a certain young lady. Stanford hasn't been all that bad and she is now Mrs. Collins, so the move is generally looked upon with favor. At Stanford, Halsey's primary interests lie in income tax and estate planning. Last year he won the Stanford competition for the First National Bank of Chicago's Estate Planning Competition. And, by the way, is anybody out there interested in buying a Fuller Brush to help a young student work his way through school? ff: f,514' TRIGG T. DAVIS Mix one half gallon Tanqueray, three quarts quinine water, a few ounces of lime juice and forty ice cubes and we are ready to begin another evening in the life of the Bald Man from Burlingame. Much of Trigg's time at Law School was spent in folksy conversations generally devoted to his three passions: foreign sports cars, boxer dogs, apd a certain beautiful brunette from Tacoma, rarely seen sans potato cups. Trigg prepared himself for a few lively years in a cosmopolitan Fresno law practice by getting involved in water: first as a skierg later as a sewer inspectorg and finally under the tutelage of Charlie Meyers. Trigg has served for two years on the Journal of International Studies: first as an editor of the volume on Ocean Resources fwater, water everywherej and then as Articles Editor for the issue on 'Telecommunicationsf' cqafgafwffw Budapest, Hungary, 1938. caught up in the Big War as a child, and was on the wrong side when it ended. fdidn't then know what that meant - was to learn later, in 19562. grade and high school years followed, untainted by the anglo-saxon traditiong wondered instead about things like whether coca-cola had alcohol in it. that question settled in andau, austria on a cold november morning in '56, the quest began for other interesting aspects of the Land Across the Water where no national boundaries were to be found for miles. after some years, aided by fortuity, returned to academe where finally was overtaken by donne, locke, twain, f scott and mike wright's dad. and eventually by the secty of navy. having often ascertained the length and width fsans a continuum to terra firma thru a plankj of a destroyer, decided that even law school had to be better. indeed, there, reward came! john kaplan was coerced falbeit, at the usurious price of a- in crimproj into the pronouncing of the name that chilled the hearts and numbed the tongues of the temerarious. after that, all is anti-climatic. 4-ffnif X772

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ROBERT L. BOUCHIER Bob received his B.A. in English in 1967 and his J.D. in 1970, both from Stanford. !?747 MICHAEL I. BEVIER I dropped out running free smack dab in the middle of ten thousand hogs and a million acres of corn, my life is devoted to fulfilling the inscrutable promise of my birth. Bibidie, bobidie boo, just like you, I wonder exactly who's in the zoo. Go far? If you can find me a fast car! MICHAEL L. BURACK Raoul Berger decided to become a lawyer when, at the age of 26, he realized he would never be among the very best violin virtuosig I decided to become a lawyer when, at the age of 25, Irealized I would not win a Nobel Prize in physics within 10 years. The realization was of course belated, even though in the meantime I had been a Summa graduate of Wesleyan University in physics, a Woodrow Wilson Fellow in physics at Caltech, a graduate student in applied physics at Stanford, and author of an article in the Journal of Physical Chemisbjv. But law has proven more fun and more rewarding than physics, and the horizons are broader ones. As for my intervening years in physics, a sufficiently puritanical ethic can make almost any kind of hard work tolerable, and my quantum of puritanism has not fallen short of suf- ficiency. Indeed, had it been any less than sufficient, I could never have endured a year as Managing Editor of the Law Review. Recent summers provided some variation: I studied Soviet foreign policy and Russian as well as law, and I worked for Covington 84 Burling in Washington, D.C. My long-run plans tend to focus on the international arena and include teaching and, perhaps, a short stint in the Government. The more immediate future encompasses a clerkship with Judge Ben Duniway of the Ninth Circuit Court of Appeals in San Francisco and work with a firm, probably in Washington - a wildly materialistic interlude before I settle down to a more scholarly existence. Ultimate ambitions are two: to be Secretary of State in the Cabinet on which James Atwood is Secretary of Defense, and to own a St. Bernard. C2fv6,5a..f 5759

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MARTIN EICHNER 4'McWatt turned again, dipped his wings once in salute, decided oh, well, what the hell and flew into a mountain. DOLORES A. DONOVAN Dede received an A.B. in History and French in 1967 and a J.D. in 1970, both from Stanford. NORMAN V. ELFSTROM Norm came into the world on March 27, 1945, otherwise noteworthy as the day on which Nazi Germany tired its last V-2 rocket. With typical German accuracy, the rocket, which had been aimed at London, landed in a pea field in southern Sweden, much to the surprise of local Scandinavians enjoying their noon coffee. With Norm on the scene, the powers-that-be ended the war in a summary manner. During his last year in college, Norm was never quite convinced that he wanted to become a lawyer, and he still isn't. He was admitted to Harvard and Stanford, a quick comparison of the mean winter temperatures at Cambridge and Palo Alto made the decision an easy one. Law school has been something less than exciting for Norm, particularly the case of Martin v. Hunter 's Lessee, which he hasn't understood to this day. Rumors that Norm had a crush on Suzanne Close were unfounded in fact. Dick McKinney has reported that Norm has spent more time in his second and third years interviewing than he has studying, a report which was met with an indignant denial. A summer's clerkship in Hawaii taught Norm that legal research ina law firm is no more exciting than legal research is in law school. Most of his time was spent on the beach in an assiduous effort to contract skin cancer. Contrary to stories spread by some sinister souls, Norm found that haoles are as welcome at Ewa Beach and Haleiwa as they fand their dollarsj are at Waikiki. Also, contrary to popular opinion, Norm proved that dieters can lose weight on mangoes and papaya. Plans for the future are not settled, but Norm would like to try his hand at practice, probably in a small firm on the West Coast.