Life in the Elevators
By D. DeWitt Johnston
Book 1, Chapter 27
I figured it was time to get back to Austin to face the law enforcement
officers who wanted me on the outstanding warrant for the alleged
possession of marijuana plus I had been invited to attend Janis
Joplin's birthday party there in a park near Lake Travis. Anyway, I
wasn't going to miss it. I had to hitchhike back to Austin from Houston
because I had sold my blue Ford Galaxy 500 to get money to pay the
lawyer that I had hired to represent me. With Pepper zipped up in my
jacket, I hit the freeway ramp early hoping a trucker would feel
sympathetic. We were picked up in no time and arrived in Austin about 5
hours later. When I got to Austin, I contacted my lawyer and he made
arrangements for me to surrender and post bond. My trial date was set
and we appeared on the appropriate day. The trial took less than ten
minutes. "All rise." said the balif. The Texas Rangers were seated
along the far wall. I was seated in front of the bar with my lawyer. My
lawyer stood up and asked each Ranger, "Have you ever seen the
defendant before today?" Each one said "No." My lawyer asked each
lawman, "Was my client present on that day at the ranch where you found
marijuana?" Each officer answered, "No." "Let the record show that none
of the arresting officers have ever laid their eyes on my client before
today and that he was not present on the premises where the illegal
substance was found," my lawyer stated to the Judge. "So be it," said
the Judge. One Ranger stood up to be recognized. "Yes, your Honor, but
we found his wallet," he said. My attorney responded, "But that has not
proved that my client was in possession of the illegal substance." He
then turned to the Judge, "Your honor, I move that the charges against
my client be dropped." The Judge reached for his gavel and said, "This
case is dismissed for lack of evidence." The trial Judge reached across
the bench and slammed his gavel on the block. I walked. Free.
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