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February 14, 2012
Say it ain't so, Scott Greenfield.
Head Counselor at Camp Bedlam hangs up his keyboard. For now, anyway. Squeezing it all in between moments of a full-time upper-tier criminal defense practice, he woke up early each day and gave us five (5) years of smart, funny and enduring excellence in blogging on real issues at Simple Justice. Day-in day-out, and in one of the worst and least soul-searching neighborhoods on earth (i.e., the Web or Internet, Bubba), he wrote lots about lawyering done right, and pounded home that there is no shiny app or a shortcut for any of it on our new digital terrain. Yesterday morning, Scott Greenfield said he's done blogging. But writers--even with day jobs as fancy lawyers--well, "writers gotta write". Greenfield's a gifted writer and humorist, too. Expect to see more of the boy.
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Above: Greenfield in 2005--a few days before tragic hunting accident.
Posted by JD Hull at February 14, 2012 08:54 PM
Comments
That was some accident ! I wonder whether he will ever tell us about it.
My guess: it occurred not long after "Mrs/Dr SJ" read his post about the futile snow-shovelling :-)
Was that really back in 2005 ? How has he survived so long ?
It can't be due to extra police protection; I think that's safe to say :-)
Posted by: FERGUS O'ROURKE at February 14, 2012 06:19 AM
Before he was married, Scott and I used to double date with the Olson twins and all. Hang out in NYC bars, etc. Chat up Smith grads. But now? I dunno....
Posted by: Dan Hull at February 14, 2012 01:17 PM
Being a great-looking guy is overrated. Women in Europe like guys who look like Moby, talk like Mr. Rodgers, wear lavender shirts and sashay around art museums.
Posted by: Holden Oliver at February 16, 2012 08:25 PM