Get this. After working as secretary for Magisterial District Judge Mike Huda, she took the seat herself in 1976. She remained on the bench for 30 years, serving northeast Bethlehem from her busy office on Stefko Boulevard. After retiring, she continued to serve another 17 years, filling in for judges who were ill or unavailable.
She's one of the first magisterial district judges before whom I appeared. I recall a witness who just knew a little bit too much.
"How do you know all these things?" I asked, after noting an improbable number of things this witness claimed to have seen and heard.
"I have a photogenic memory," was her reply.
Judge Romig remained impassive, but I could tell it was all she could do to keep from bursting out in laughter.
I remember all of this because I have a photogenic memory myself.
I never knew until after she retired that she was the sister of Executive Gerald "Jerry" E Seyfried. I never held this against her.
Over the years, I've taken numerous shots at judges. Given the frequency with which I find myself before them, it's one of the dumbist things I do. Now I happen to collect parking tickets the way grade schoolers would collect baseball cards. So I'm a repeat customer before magisterial district judges, whom I like to call mini-judges. But it is they who are on the frontlines of our judicial system. At their best, they are a bulwark between authority and the voiceless. Liz Romig never forgot where she came from,and everyone before her got a fair shake.