May 13, 1993
The charge was vehicular homicide, the result of a three-car accident on I-75 just north of the Towne Mall exit. My client was driving his wife and their two children on a cold Sunday morning in February. A car pulled in front of him, so he swerved to the left. Realizing he was impeding another car, he overcorrected and returned to the center lane, which caused a collision with yet another vehicle. When it was over, his car had flipped over three times, landing on its top in the median. He and the children were fine, but his wife died. And for reasons that were unclear from the beginning up until the time the case was sent to the jury, my guy was charged with causing her death. The jury in the Franklin Municipal Court returned a not guilty verdict in less than a half-hour. I'm not sure I had a whole lot to do with my client's acquittal, but I was feeling pretty good that night.
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June 28, 1993
All I remember is thinking I owned a mansion. Just six years earlier, as I finished law school and never dreamed I would make enough to get out of apartment life, I remember being in the Sycamore Trails subdivision and thinking, "Wow, what I would give if I could ever live here." Yet, in a relatively short amount of time later, we moved in on that Monday in late June. It felt huge, and with the Andersons next door, we knew we had great neighbors. I didn't see where I could ever need anything more.
September 7, 1993
We spent a week in June in Myrtle Beach with Kim's high school friends and their families, then went to northern Ohio in August to visit Sea World and the PGA's World Series of Golf, but in due time it was time for the school year to begin.
School started the day after Labor Day, and I captured the moment when Kim put her little boy on the school bus.