Tapper Morre was a lucky, fairly happy person enjoying New Orleans in the late 60's. There was a lot going on, and he was having a pretty good time. However, the Vietnam War was escalating and the threat of being drafted was real. A lot of Tapper's friends had been given an all expense paid trip to Southeast Asia courtesy of the U.S. Army, Navy, or U.S. Marine Corps after they let their grades slip, or got put on suspension for one reason or another. Upon graduation from College, Tapper decided to go to Graduate School rather than be drafted. He just hadn't decided to declare war on Vietnam yet. Until they invaded South Louisiana he was going to be content to further his education. His College Advisor recommended Law School, and signed him up for the LSAT against his wishes. He had no interest in Law. It wasn't what he had planned for his future but, as luck would have it, he scored in the upper ten per cent, and along with his grades, which were pretty good, found himself in Law School at Tulane University- New Orleans, Louisiana. This was not the worse place to be at that time. There were plenty of pretty girls around, the Race Track was near to bet on horses, a card game was in the back room of a thousand bar rooms, and the food was good in and around New Orleans. This is the adventure of Tapper Morre.