When my day in court arrived I asked my father if he would come with me. He said “find out who the judge is? I looked at the docket and I told him it’s Judge Boone. “Don’t worry, your fine, no need for me to come”. I remember feeling so alone. I mean this guy will go to court for anyone, but for his own son… talk about the shoe maker’s kid!
Turns out, like everything he was right! Here is how it went down….
Judge: Name?
Me: Chen Goodman
Judge: Is your father Karl?
Me: Yes
Judge: How many kids does Karl Have?
Me: 9
Judge: Holy S**T, Karl has 9 kids??
Me: Yup
Judge: You were speeding….
Me: Yes
Judge: What do you do for a living?
Me: Yeshiva
Judge: That’s Commendable! Tell you what…If I give you points your dad will have my head. Give the clerk 23 dollars; get the hell out of here AND TELL BUBBI I LOVE HIM!!
I looked over at the trooper and gave him a little nod, like, look at you now… u ain’t so bad. Got in my car and speed home!

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