That's Mr Chin to you.

This pic is fabulous and a little startling! Bill looks great. You can him sitting in the headquarters of a large corporation, ordering peons to jump because he said jump! [Holy Crap! I will Mr. Chin, I will.]


Then he would ask you to write a one page memo and you would compliment his very nice (very nice!) tie and go write it. At the end of the semester he'd pat you on the head, give you your passing grade, and send you out into the wide world. Legal writing: not just a skill, a WAY OF LIFE.