JR: I was coming into my own when this curse over came me. At analytical abilities, pretty great. At out of the box thinking, then, never realized there was one. Back then, you were given a lot of abuse just by being a woman. So surviving was a great part. Going to court scared the piss out of me, but I did anyway. Think I'm somewhere on the autistic spectrum & apposing others often underestimated me to their chagrin. Had high level attorneys consulted with me. I did the same, back. That lead to a few "you can't do its' But I did, and therefore performed some minor miracles. Made the mistake of filing a sex discrimination greivance against a guy who was being groomed for a govenrorship. Was that ever a pile of turds. He slayed my reputation. Went into prosecuting, briefly after this thing hit me between the the eyes--an encephalitis. With half my brain missing I came into the office one morning to find that three of the guys in a major case had been up all night trying to find a case that would un-dead end them. I grabbed my coffee and ran back to my office. I knew a case directly on point but could only remember the approx date and part of the cite. The case was not one I'd ever used, but only read kind of while daydreaming in the law library on another case a few years earlier. So, I phoned up one of my a-sectrum friends at the AG's and asked him If he knew of it. Together we found it and I brought copies to the other prosecutors. They were stunned. Seems that West Law had mis-blurbed it into things unrelated. That was my last defining act. With half a brain--much worse than now I then became an ALG at a low level. Then my body crashed. The End ps. Sorry about hogging the page. Still learning how this stuff works.