I became a lawyer, after a career as a writer, comedian and public speaker for a very simple and profound reason: I'd witnessed a hit and run drunk driver kill my pedestrian father.
My Dad and I stood only a few feet apart and I was fortunate not to be injured myself. Most of the story isn't appropriate for this type of site, but the part that does belong here is this: most of the lawyers my family dealt with in the aftermath were fine professionals, but they lacked passion, they lacked the patience my Deaf mother required and they lacked that basic humanness we all need when tragedy strikes. I became a lawyer to help people in their times of need in the way I wished we had been helped.
Am I perfect? Do I return every call immeadiately? Well, no, but I try to give every client something more than my legal expertise. I try to give them my humanity.
Lastly, whatever has happened to you, the courts will never give you closure, that comes from finding a way to live a fruitful life despite tragedy.
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