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president from the Kootenays; Lisa Vogt and Simon Margolis, who went on
to manage major law firms; and Frits Verhoeven and Murray Blok, now Verhoeven
and Blok JJ.
My time full-time at UBC was so long ago that Bev McLachlin was still
there as a law professor when I arrived. I can’t report she was wearing a sign
reading “Destined for Great Things”, but I can say she was unostentatiously
being perfect. Characteristically, she was the only person on the faculty I
didn’t already know who invited me into her office for a welcoming cup of
tea. That’s a little gesture I’ve never forgotten.
Fourteen years later, when I got to the Supreme Court of Canada as counsel,
there she was, the same but completely different. Fortunately for my
client, she had no questions over which I could have stumbled. But she did
write the opinion on my client’s issue, and he won!
I don’t remember in whose favour Sir Jack decided the mock application
in the bland hall in building No. 2, but I know we had the benefit of his
extemporaneous reasons, delivered flawlessly, as only the English can do.
Thankfully, at least for me, he was polite, although I’m sure I fell below the
standard of performance he was used to. Certainly, at that stage of my
career, I was a clear illustration of the still unfulfilled need, in B.C., for specialist
(and it should follow by definition) economical advocacy. The need
grows, especially with so much pressure for court time exerted by wellmeaning
Strangely, I don’t remember much of the program we laid out for Sir Jack.
He met the bar in both Vancouver and Victoria, at section meetings if not
over dinner, and he lectured several times at UBC and UVic. I vaguely
remember leaving him with the judges for a morning or afternoon. He was
keen to distribute his messages as widely as he could while he was here.
Those who heard him received his wisdom enthusiastically.
I visited Sir Jack and Lady Jacob in London in 1986 and again in 1990.
They lived in a modest bungalow in Golders Green. There was a park
nearby where Sir Jack and I walked and talked one sunny afternoon. While
in B.C., he’d inscribed my copy of Bullen and Leake and Jacob (the classic
12th edition) and in England the second time he signed my copy of The Fabric
of English Civil Justice. He also gave me a signed copy of his pleadings
text. When Mr. Justice Bouck, Dillon J. (as she then wasn’t) and I launched
B.C.’s White Book,13 Sir Jack kindly wrote the foreword. For many years, we
proudly reprinted his remarks. He paid us more tribute than we deserved.
I wonder what he would think if he knew we were still writing the book 31
Sir Jack was self-effacing. We knew it already but the quality was driven
home when he and Lady Jacob were bumped from their flight from Vancou-