Let me tell you how careful Tennessee is . . . as part of the application process to allow someone to practice law in that state, a potential candidate has to have a personal interview with an attorney before they are accepted. I received a letter from an attorney in Knoxville and today his secretary confirmed that said interview has to be face-to-face.
Okey-doke, then, looks like next week I'll give this fellow a call after he gets back from his vacation in France and set sumthin' up. Hopefully, he'll understand when I say, "Look, you're a busy lawyer, and I'm a busy lawyer, so how 'bout we do this on a Saturday and I'll buy you dinner at The Downtown Grill, whaddaya say?"
(Now, I don't know if that is where Knoxville attorneys hang out, but it is on Gay Street and it serves alcohol, so I figger it has to be the gathering spot for them lawyer types . . )
Dave Oatney, if the timing is right, want to meet up for dinner, where you and your missus can be my guest? If I have to come to Knoxville on a boondoggle, well, heck, I might as well have some good times as well.