The small press alcoves on the south side of the courtroom were jammed. Reporters who could not find space lined the corridor beyond and scribbled notes as best they could. Court secretaries who normally stick to their typewriters peered through the brass latticework at the cause of all the hubbub: Dr. Sam Sheppard, 42. With the unwitting help of the press, Sheppard had finally managed to have his case heard by the Supreme Court of the U.S.
A decade ago, the Supreme Court had declined to review Sheppard's life sentence for the murder of his wife. Then, in 1964, he was...
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