I grew up in the country raising beef cattle. Worked through high school and college getting plenty of dirt, grease and other nasty stuff under my nails and in other places. Then went off to a fancy Law School. I was supposed to learn to say things like “That’s Incredible” instead of “Holy Sh+t” It didn’t take, but my resume still looked good enough that fancy law firms ignored the soup on my shirt at interview dinners and hired me anyway. It took a while, but I eventually found a better fit that appreciates the smarts and tolerates (maybe even likes) the redneck.
I practice primarily as a trial lawyer doing commercial litigation although in the past I’ve done a fair amount of product liability work including defending a few gun cases. The typical scenario: Plaintiff points gun at self, usually after ejecting magazine but forgetting the round in battery, pulls trigger then sues claiming the firearm is defective because it fired when the trigger was pulled!!! I’ve even had them fight me when I demanded they turn over the gun as a condition of settlement. The manufacturer obviously can’t leave an allegedly “defective” gun in circulation and yet the fool who is claiming it is defective wants to keep it??? Ron White had a point.
I’m married with a son and a two year old grandson. I was a volunteer Cub and Boy Scout leader for 12 years and still sit on the Troop Committee. During that time my son and 11 other young men in or associated with the Patrol I worked with earned their Eagle Rank. And I mean earned it, some of them right before they turned 18, because we wanted them and their peers to know that they had done the work and truly earned the Rank. Those young men may actually be my proudest achievement and my most lasting legacy.