Afterwards, I went to law school and gathered together several other law students to write a special paper about cable television. All of us were writing, but I was basically the coordinating editor—the one managing the project and putting it together. After we had worked on the project for several weeks, I collected the papers which the other three or four people had written; I prepared to turn them in, even though I still had to do editing work on them.

I was on about the fourth floor of the law school. Many law students were there and there was considerable commotion. Suddenly, a law school professor, Louis Muldrow, who was in charge of the project, walked in.

It soon became clear that I was supposed to have turned in a special report to Muldrow concerning the drinking incident and my having been arrested in Portsmouth. I was also supposed to have been filing my weekly reports and Muldrow was supposed to have been made aware of the matter. Muldrow wanted to know why I had not done everything I was supposed to. I stood and said something like, "Well, I just want to say in my defense that I had never done this kind of project before. I wasn't really aware that these reports were absolutely necessary and that they would have to be turned in."

I had actually been in considerable trouble at the law school. Several more advanced law students were there who seemed to be consoling me. A fellow law student, Donna Krebbs, was standing in the background. She seemed to understand and probably thought it was all quite interesting.

After Muldrow had listened to me, he introduced me to some other law students; I shook their hands. One large, black fellow seemed quite friendly and when I shook his hands he rubbed his fingers against my palms. I was unsure, but it seemed he might want to be my friend. I had not known before whether the students were on my side, but they suddenly all seemed quite friendly; I realized Muldrow was going to let me continue with the project.

Another fellow law student, Mark Craun, had helped me with the project; I needed him to sign something. After turning in his report he had gone downstairs. Then I saw him standing nearby and I called him "Mark Weitz" (another law student).

Muldrow said to me, "There are two things. What do you think the first thing is you're going to have to do?"

Someone who had helped with the project was standing near me and began squeezing my arm. The person started to say something; but I interrupted and said, "Well, the first thing I guess I'm going to have to do is take care of these reports."

Muldrow said, "Well the first thing that's going to have to be done, is it's going to have to be explained why you did not fill out the reports in the first place."

As he continued talking about everything I was going to have to do, I began to understand, and I thought I would be able to do it. Filling the reports was not going to be easy and would entail considerable work, but at least I would be able to take care of everything. The bulk of the work had already been done for the project.

Muldrow said something about the "bells" at the school, apparently in reference to bells which rang between classes. It seemed the bells had previously been located in the classrooms, but had been moved into the hallways. Muldrow said it would be better now because the bells were going to be in the stairwell.

Filling the reports at the police department bothered me because I knew I was going to have to go back and file one for every week which had passed. That seemed rather laborious and repetitious, but I thought, "Well, I'll just go ahead and do it and things will apparently work out here at law school."

I had been in trouble before. It was beginning to look as if I was a trouble-maker here, but I thought it was still possible for things to work out. I seemed to be receiving much support from the people around me.

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