I was raised on a 900-acre farm in eastern North Carolina. As a farmer’s son, I grew up with a strong work ethic, but I knew pretty early that tending to the fields just wasn’t my calling. I was too drawn to the classes at school that allowed me to put my analytical mind to good use. Still, I wanted to choose a career that would allow me to really help people — good, hardworking people like my parents. Given my natural interest in analysis and study, along with my strong pull toward helping others, law school seemed like a good fit.
As it turns out, law school was the right choice for me. My time at North Carolina Central University flew by, and before I knew it, I was a professional attorney.
In my first position after law school, I primarily handled paperwork for an immigration attorney. The experience taught me that I was meant to work more closely with my clients if I was going to be the advocate they needed. At my next job, I was tasked with rebuilding a firm’s personal injury and workers’ compensation practice. As I began tackling the challenge, I realized I had found my place in the legal world.
I’ve never been the type of attorney who will settle a case just to settle a case. If the deal isn’t fair to my client, I’m going to keep fighting.