Last week, I told you three Judge Palmer stories. I received a fourth one today from a trial attorney who threatened to murder me if I dime him.
This lawyer was at one time an assistant District Attorney. He had worked out a deal with noted Allentown attorney Jerry Roth, who represented every hooker within a 50-mile radius and was called the "King of the Gypsies." The deal was that the DA would dismiss prostitution charges against a young lady on condition that she leave the Lehigh Valley and never return. In those days, you could do that sort of thing.
This arrangement was placed on the record before Judge Palmer, and he had a few questions.
"Where are you going to go if I dismiss this case?"
"How are you going to get there?"
"I'm going to fuck my way."
"Do you realize how far that is?"