Loving the Law

It might seem strange to hear that I love the law. I confess it’s true – I do.

Why?

I love that our law provides a way for folks to solve problems without violence. Imagine the alternative.

I love that each of my cases affects me personally. Remember Atticus Finch? While trying to explain to his daughter, Scout, why he is representing Tom Robinson, Atticus says this:

“If you shouldn’t be defendin’ him, then why are you doin’ it?” [Scout is doing the asking]

“For a number of reasons,” said Atticus. “The main one is, if I didn’t I couldn’t hold up my head in town, I couldn’t represent this county in the legislature, I couldn’t even tell you or Jem not to do something again. […] Scout, simply by the nature of the work, every lawyer gets at least one case in his lifetime that affects him personally. This one’s mine, I guess.”

(To Kill A Mockingbird, 9.16-21)

Well, I’m sure I’m not half that attorney Atticus Finch was (even if he is fictional), but I feel that simply by the nature of my work, every case I have affects me personally. And that is a goal of mine. If I represent your child, I want to be changed by that. I want to grow, become a stronger person, and become a better man.

Another reason I love the law is that it allows me to speak truth to power. In most of my cases there is either an insurance company or a large corporation on the other side. They are POWERFUL, far more powerful than you or I are even after we have joined forces. But we have truth. And justice. And the law, which is our tool and weapon, our shield and our sword. I love that. Never underestimate the ability of a lawyer who believes in his client’s cause!

And a final reason for loving the law – my own children. I look with hope to the future. I want them to inherit a world that makes sense (is run by the rule of law). I want them to be safe (lawsuits can make the world safer). I want them to be able to be proud of their Dad, what he does, how he helps, how his clients think of him. That’s so important to me.

And since I mentioned my children, please indulge me by permitting me to shamelessly post a photo, taken recently of my little people –

I know, I know, my little baby girl Emma Sophia is crying. It was the best shot we could get of all them together – and anyways, she is adorable no matter what she is doing.

Law, Love & Injured Kids

This is a photo taken a few weeks ago of Canon, my son. 

Canon Bates Pearson, Age Five

I can not imagine life without Canon. He’s part of me and I love him to pieces. I can not imagine what our family would be without our beautiful little hazel-eyed boy.

Canon’s birth was one of the most frightening experiences of my life. He came early and and he almost did not come at all.

We almost lost him because our little guy’s head was pushing on the umbilical cord and cutting off his oxygen and blood supply. One very scary emergency caesarean section later, we got to greet our little man and mercifully he was no worse for the ordeal.

We are so thankful Canon made it into the world whole and healthy. I’m thankful also for the experience, as hard as it was (most of all for my poor precious bride!). Experiencing his emergency birth was an education for me. How fragile we are! How dependent we are!

Those of us in the legal profession get a lot of negative judgment. Some of it is well-deserved (like all the “lawyer-gone-wild” advertisements that pollute your TV). All that negativity is discouraging some times! But, for what it’s worth, in my opinion the law is a wonderful profession. I love what I do. I feel it is a high privilege to be allowed to do it. Especially when a family entrusts me with caring for the legal needs of an injured loved one. And serving the interests of a child is an extraordinary and high calling, and one I love.

Thank you for reading my little story about Canon and my love for the children in my life!