When I was a kid, I used to ride my bike down to my mother’s courtroom and watch her trials. At dinner, she would talk to me and my brother about her job as a judge and the difficulty of applying the law to facts, even when she sometimes didn’t feel that the law was right or even fair. As a woman judge in the 1970s, she struggled with the “good ol’ boys” club of male judges, and tried to implement programs to make all judges aware of their inherent biases.
