James Conley:  

CLASS OF 1970
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La junta, CO
Denver, CO
Boulder, CO

James's Story

Having spent a year at Otero, I graduated from Boulder in 1974 and got married seven days later. Some of you may remember I dated Teresa Trogdon at LJHS, but we broke up shortly after arriving in Boulder. Turns out my relationship with her had a purpose, which was, not to be life-long mates, but, rather, to get me to Boulder. As a Boettcher Scholar, in order to use that scholarship, she was required to go to college in Colorado, and she chose Boulder. (She otherwise would probably have gone to an Ivy or to Chapel Hill, from where ¿her people¿ were.) I would otherwise have NEVER gone to Boulder, which was, in those days, along with Madison and Berkeley, one of the cradles of the American Counter-Culture, a movement in which I, the Eagle Scout-Metodist-CPA/Tax Attorney-in-the-making, was not a participant- LOL! But I was meant to go there because it was there that fate had placed my wife-to-be, and, within her, the two ova which were destined to become my children. By my second year there (when I started dating said mom), I loved Boulder. My first semester in Boulder (my 3d semester as a Chemical Engineering major), I got 3 Cs (the only C¿s on my college transcript), which helped me realize I should change my major. (I should have known that my inability to learn to tie any knot other than the square knot in Scouts was a sign that, though I had plenty of IQ points, they were not the kind you need to be an engineer!) Like many engineering refugees, I switched to Accounting, which proved to be a much better fit ¿ I overcame those three C¿s to graduate magna, with a 4.0 in my 32 hours of accounting (he says, modestly ¿ LOL!). I graduated from DU Law School in 1979. (I would have gone to law school at CU also, but at the time, my wife was a med student at CU Med Center in Denver, and it didn't make sense for either of us to be commuting between Denver and Boulder every day.) Of course, I couldn't afford DU, so after my first year, I took a year off, sat for the CPA exam, and then finished my J.D. at night while working as a CPA. I moved here (Bethesda, MD ~ 1/2 mile from Washington, DC) in 1978, where my wife did her internship and residency in psychiatry and a fellowship in child psychiatry. After a few years on the faculty of Children¿s Hospital, Board Certified in General and Child Psychiatry, she opened a private practice (which somehow always has more patients than she wants), in Chevy Chase, MD (a small city which was in existence long before the comedian¿s parents gave him that name. It also is a stone¿s throw away from DC). here I I did my last year of law school at George Washington University in DC. GW got my tuition, but DU gave me credit, so my J.D. is from DU (where I graduated in in the top 1/8th of my class.) So, I've been in the DC area a bit over 32 of my 58 years (rounded to the nearest whole life, that makes me one of the rarest - a Washington native - LOL!) I worked as a staff attorney in the National Tax Group of Arthur Young & Co for four years, a job I got because I got the highest score ever made (a 98) on my law school Basic Tax exam. The professor was, unbeknownst to me at the time, a legend of the US Tax Bar, and a partner in Arthur Young's Denver office; he convinced Arthur Young's Washington National Tax Group that they must hire me - I was not nearly the expert on the tax law that my score indicated - I had just become very good at taking exams! I would never have had the nerve to apply for the job on my own - I simply was not qualified! But I managed to keep that a secret long enough to catch up! Then I had the good fortune to work as Tax Legislative Counsel to Senator John Danforth (R- MO) on the Senate Finance Committee, for three years. Turns out not ALL Republicans are evil - LOL! Other good guys in the GOP at the time included Bob Dole, Howard Baker, John Chafee, Charles Percy, and others - their kind has become nearly extinct within the U.S. Senate - Trent Lott is the polar opposite of those guys.) Best (if not real well-paying) job a non-litigating tax attorney could hope for. I then returned to Arthur Young, and became partner in 1986; we merged with Ernst & Whinney, forming Ernst & Young in 1989, where I continued as a partner in the National Tax Department. Then in 1992, my life (along with those of my family) was turned upside down when I suffered an uber-massive cerebral hemorrhage (a total bleed of 6 (six) cm, which, if you're familiar, you know is not survivable). God not only saw to it that I beat billion-to-one odds against survival, but was left with no physical disabilities. "Divine Intervention" is as close as you'll get to a scientific explanation for why I have continued to wake up every morning the past 18 1/2 years, much less that I walk, breathe, drive and eat on my own. (And, thank you, again Dear Lord, I do not wear a diaper.) My cognitive disabilities, however, are profound, which is why I retired from the practice of tax law but a few months before our 30-year LJHS Reunion. My firm was very supportive, but it ultimately became clear that I was never going to return to my prior level of performance - or anywhere near it. At the time, my clients gladly paid my billing rate of $450/hour - Yeah, I was a pretty good tax lawyer! (Emphasis on "was.") With this hunk of Swiss cheese I carry around between my ears now, I could not give you $450 worth of tax advice if you gave me a week - LOL! (As in my younger days, there's nothing I enjoy more than making other people laugh - no, not even that ONE thing I know you're thinking of, (though I have found being considered "funny" is a very helpful trait in THAT thing's pursuit!) I had good disability insurance through the firm - though I had to fight the insurance company seven years to get them to pay me anything. Here's something I learned in law school (wit...Expand for more
h apologies to those of you making your living in the insurance industry - Jesus died for your sins - you need only sincerely repent to obtain forgiveness and eternal life): Insurance companies are in the business of SELLING COVERAGE and DENYING LIABILITY - they simply do not consider the payment of benefits to be in the ordinary course of their business, regardless of the merits. They expend more effort figuring how to deny payment than anything else (except, perhaps, trying to corral all the insurance lawyers in the country - LOL!) Anyhow, with a court looking over their shoulder, they re- examined my application and agreed to pay. So I have not had to sell my beach-front cottage on the Outer Banks of North Carolina (a bit of paradise, a five-hour drive away), and I haven't had to mortgage the house my kids grew up in or the condo in which I live to pay for their educations (yet - LOL!). I am now a photographer - one of my life's three passions (the other two being my kids - more on them below). I bought my first 35mm SLR a week after graduating from LJHS. (Buck was my inspiration, of course, on this and in so many other ways - that's another story.) Of course I now use a digital SLR. I would describe myself as being "a very good photographer," which puts me in an "elite" class, of which there are probably somewhere between ten and a hundred million in the US - LOL! I've never sold a photo or been paid to take one (though I've not tried), but I call myself a photographer because it is what I do. I have recently added some photos to my photo album here on this site. I spent 1995 living in New York City. If one had no kids, but did have a large bank account,there could not be a better place to live than Manhattan. Though, of course, that opinion may have been colored by the fact that my firm paid my rent on a nice, if small (it was so small that I had to step into the hall to change my mind - LOL!), apartment on the Upper-East-Side and I didn't have to worry about making a living. LOL! The best part? Virtually every restaurant in Manhattan delivers - of course, my doc would say that, for me, that was NOT a good thing. LOL!) Why a year in New York? I was participating in a cognitive rehab program at NYU. One of the many things I learned there was that the majority of marriages in which one partner suffers a major brain injury fail, and mine was no exception - a massive brain injury changes one's personality fundamentally, and, guess what? Those changes tend NOT to be favorable - LOL! (and, like a diamond, such damage is forever). It is just plain tough to be married to someone you never met before! But we both were and are crazy about our kids, and on that subject, we remain close partners (though, of course, my relationship with my kids has, naturally, suffered as well). I have a son, Andy, who will turn 27 in November. Married three years, he is a PhD student at The Georgia Institute of Technology (aka "GA Tech") in Bioinformatics - whatever that is! Some sort of intersection between computer science and genetic research. He also got his BS there (Major: Biochemistry/Minor: Computer Science). His wife is a nurse and an Atlanta native, so I don't expect we'll be seeing him move back to the DC area anytime soon. He has had two papers published (as lead investigator on both). He is so modest, no one (not even his wife) knew about either paper until his mother came across the first one by happenstance on the Internet. (She was "surfing the net," trying to find out more of what "bioinformatics" is, when she came across The Journal of Bioinformatics and was surprised to see her son's name as an researcher.) He has just completed authoring a chapter for a new textbook on the subject. Like me, a very self-conscious child, he is slowly gaining some self-confidence. (I certainly have, also, but, I remain, as was my father, "a quiet man" - a trait exacerbated by my stroke.) Fortunately, in high school, he was on the crew team, and was named rower of the year his senior year. At that age, it makes a big difference for a kid to be good at something, and, perhaps more importantly, to KNOW he is good at it. For Andy, crew served the purpose very well - for him, it was the best part of high school. His sister, Becca, who will turn 21 in August, followed him to Atlanta, and will be a senior at Emory U. She has but six or eight B's in six semesters, otherwise straight A's (This was a bit of a surprise because she had barely over a 3.5 GPA in high school. But, I got better grades in college (and law school) than high school as well) Since her freshman year, Becca has been the cox'n on the Emory women's varsity crew 8 and was named All-South Region Cox'n of the year as a freshman - an honor which was repeaetd this year (2010) It comes naturally to her; in fact, her brother says she was born to the position, because it involves screaming at people what to do! Her major is political science (aka "unemployable") but plans to go to law school YIKES - I hope she chooses a cheaper law school than college! With one exception that's pretty much my story. The one update is that, in this past November (2009), I added cardiac bypass surgery (four transplants) to my medical history - it was a routine procedure with virtually no pain or discomfort - I'm totally back to my pre-surgery condition (presumably with a healthier heart), determined to live a more heart-healthy life-style from here on out (i.e., I ate my last half-pound bacon cheeseburger back in November - so saaaad - LOL! My cholesterol was measured in May this year, and my total was down from 225 to 132 - I guess giving up beef & bacon was worthwhile. I've also started to work out regularly, though I would not RUN after a $100 bill - LOL! Drop me a line; let me know what's going on in your life 40 years out! I look forward to seeing everyone who can make it to our reunion in September!
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