My long-time school and sailing friend, and political opposite, was Alex Eastus, Esquire. Alex’s favorite lawyer story happened in the Abilene Texas, Taylor County courtroom.
The case concerned a vehicular accident at the intersection across the road from where Old Mose had sat in his front porch rocking chair. In the courtroom, Mose used his walking cane to help him take the witness chair. Blinked often. Rubbed his eyes.
“I seen it all…” Mose testified.
Mose’s testimony didn’t help the Defense, represented by a big city lawyer, hired by the insurance company—an identity the Judge won’t let you reveal to the jurors.
The Defense realized that Mose’s testimony wasn’t helping his client. So, Counsel decided to challenge Old Mose’s eyesight.
“Mose, just how far can you see?”
Mose reflected, answered. “I can see clear to the moon.”
Defense attorney settled out of court.
