Albert Dabrowski might have had a very different career had he not gotten off to an especially early start one morning in 1973. He planned to drive from Washington, D.C., where he worked for the Department of Justice, to a job interview with the U.S. attorney in Boston. Boston was a second choice after Dabrowski had been told the U.S. attorney in Connecticut was not hiring. But he was running ahead of schedule and decided to make a pit stop.
“At 8 a.m. I’m driving by Bridgeport,” he recalled. “I see the federal building and I said: ‘What the hell? I’ve got two or three hours to kill.’ I go and knock on the door of the [Connecticut] U.S. attorney’s office.”
