Stanford Law School - Yearbook (Palo Alto, CA)

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JOHN I . HUHS As an All-American economist at the University of Washington, John was recruited by all the major graduate schools but came to Stanford because of the strong intermural sports program. After all, you can make a living in law for a few years, but you have to have something to fall back on. And it is clear from John's success as a member of the Blackacre B softball team that he is more than just a paid student. Since John couldn't ride his motorcycle all the time, John found he had a few spare hours. He tried going to class, but that didn't work out, so he joined the Law Review. As a law-business student, he found himself working on the review in a year in which he took no law school classes - which is about how many you need. CHARLES GORDON JONES One of the original Cro-Bro of the class of '70, C, Gordon helped to contribute to the anti-intellectualism that made Cothers Hall habitable for two years. He did his part in improving social conditions by pub-tending in the bar - not only for the other students but fhicj for himself as well. The mecca of the Stanford Golf Course occupied many of his daylight hours, and it soon attracted in permanent fashion every new golf ball he hit. His nocturnal activities caused him to be excluded from the O'Connell-Abbott-Miller-Munch-Watson organization known as Eunuchs' Cornern - one of those Hippee-Radical-Communist-Pinko subversive outfits! Before being able to think like a lawyer, C. Gordon was commissioned as an officer through ROTC. And his Missouri draft board has apparently never recovered from the loss - late this year they were still trying to draft Lieutenant Jones. Peace. EDWARD M. KEECH My whole life has been devoted to a search for a humane way to slaughter cattle. From the time I was born on in 1944 through early years growing up on Long Island, through prep school in New England, and through my undergraduate days at Harvard, I have been disturbed by the fact that cattle are stunned by a blow with a hammer before they are killed. This seemed needlessly cruel. Two years as a teacher and counselor in the Job Corps led me no closer to a solution. During my first two years in law school, I finished second in the Kirkwood Moot Court Competition, but nothing helped find the solution to the cattle question. Then, in the Fall of my third year, I reached my goal, there is a humane way to numb cattle before slitting their throats! Take them to Business Associations for an hour and a quarter. That will numb them. The California Bar exam and two years in the Army will delay any attempts to introduce this solution into practice. Half gow 1970

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HENRY H. HAPPEL Hap came to Stanford after four years in New Haven, primed for the law school scene and the West Coast action. I must confess a temptation to discuss his deeds in the larger arena, for Hap was in on many a rally, expedition, high-altitude assault, turkey-day soiree, hoedown, beach-out, move-in, and run-down. But you, dear reader, are no doubt less interested in the fun than in the facts. They are these. At the bell for the opening round Hap came out with his hands down and got beat around but good. He tired early and was finally put down by a vicious incorporeal hereditament willy. In the second round he began to show the moves he picked up in the titillating- Title-tax-triumvirate, and finished with a big right to the grading system. At last report he was stronger still in the third, pounding methodically away at international law. All indicators are that he will emerge battered but still standing, fit for all except the army. Hap's post-fight plans center on international law, economic development, and Latin America. He points out that people are starving down there. CQHOQZMV X770 WILLIAM C. HODGE Let the record show that while Bill was in law school, the United States fought a war in South East Asia .... Bill prepared his mind and body for Stanford Law School by lj assisting his parents with the care and feeding of 40 Holstein milch cows near Springfield, Ohio, 21 attending Harvard, and 33 soldiering with the American armed forces fthese three activities were pursued in the given order, and, roughly, are of equal significancej. , After a riotous first year at Crothers, Bill moved to the peaceful confines of Phi Delta Theta, but for the third year returned to Crothers as the R.A. He found the B. Bays era a tough act to follow. His primary legal experiences have included a summer with LSCRRC, a summer with a Portland, Oregon law firm, many courtroom battles on behalf of Phi Delts, and a thorough field study of ski torts. His biggest mistake in law school was once listening to a buffoon named John Carl Mundt. He hopes to be a high school track coach. I was born of German immigrant parents on June 3, 1945. I attended local public schools in an uptight upstate New York city, until I was caught outside the faculty women's toilette facility with a periscope. Military school was a drag but I was happy to fulfill my military obligation in this manner instead of in some clearly more onerous route. After graduating from Military school with a marksmanship medal, I obtained an appointment to West Point which I accepted. For a year and one half I compiled a distinctive record at the bend in the Hudson. Unfortunately I was implicated in a well-known scandal and dismissed from the Point, thereby thwarting my long range goal of a career in the Action Army. I was graduated with distinction from Parson's College a few years later. I received inquiries from Stanford, and after a suitable mull period graciously accepted their offer. I studied long and hard at the law school and remained remarkably untainted by the myriad of temptations around me. Only to this can I attribute my recent thought conversion, so that I may finally say with veracity and gratitude that Stanford has made me Think Like A Lawyer. Z X92

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ROBERT L. KEENEY, JR. The horseman serves the horse, The neatherd serves the neat, The merchant serves the purse, The eater serves his meat, 'T is the day of the chattel, Web to weave, and corn to grindg Things are in the saddle, And ride mankind. There are two laws discrete, Not reconciled- Law for man, and law for thing, The last builds town and fleet, But it runs wild, And doth the man unking. Let man serve law for man, Live for friendship, live for love, For truth's and harmony's behoofg The state may follow how it can, As Olympus follows J ove. Emerson ROGER W. KIRST Born midst Minnesota snows, In the Christmas season even, Time to grow and learn and then, MIT to engineer. Forth a ain to Stanford Law g - s Learn the mysteries found in cases, Law Reviewed and Moot Courted, While San Francisco long explored. Soon to serve the Navy's call, Defend a sailor, roam the world, Then to find what it's all been for, Anonymous, but plagiarized. ROBERT B. KIMBALL To be truthful, the most important educational experiences, and the really good things that happened to me over the last few years don't seem to fit into a yearbook biography. On the other hand, I'1n not sure that anyone will profit from learning that I graduated from Claremont Men's College in 1967 with a B.A. in history, was active on the Moot Court Board, sold fire insurance for the English Channel, or devised a formula for imputing income to the taxpayer for air breathed during the year, less a depreciation allowance. Instead, I'll just say that I'm thankful for good friends and occasional quiet afternoons.