I represented an older black man (older than I back then) who had gotten, or been unwillingly pulled, into an altercation with another shopper, with racial implications, in a parking lot. Police were called, he had been charged with a felony, not the white other man.
He had no prior record as I recall, although that would have been uncommon, because black men usually had gotten charges seemingly by magnetism in our society.
Anyway, he was found not guilty, and I was very proud of that (trust me, you never ever really know how a jury verdict will turn out), more proud than of some more colorful exploits, because I thought he had been the wronged party.
It did not always work out that way for me or for anyone in my office.
He was grateful. That, in my career, was very rare.
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