Mr. Nice Guy
“No one wants a nice divorce lawyer,” I read in our local newspaper last week. It brought be back to 1983. “Gee whiz. I didn’t think lawyers cried,” my uncle said. I had just wept while giving the eulogy at my Dad’s funeral, less than a month after his cancer diagnosis. I was 28 years old and three months into my law career. 30 years later, I see misconceptions about lawyers persist. When going through a divorce, it feels as though your entire life is at stake. You can’t afford to worry that your legal advocate is weak, emotional, or
