Garland S.

My attorney Mr Whitworth, is the example is what an attorney, is, and should be. His motives were, and have always been. Based on the best interest of my son. Egotistical, and arrogant are not two words I use in describing him. Mr. Whitworth, thought of our future, my best interest, was of his upmost concern. Keeping me safe, so I could get the medical attention, in whatever capacity, that need be. It was in my representation, I found my way. I came to him lost, beaten, bullied, and quite frankly, in pieces. I trust Mr. Whitworth with my life, because he saved it, he taught me how to fish, the hard way. Because of him, I found my way, out of no way.”Learning to fish,the hard way…….. ” , I looked up from my seated position, and saw, the road less traveled. 10 feet tall, adorned with a pink tie. Mr. Whitworth Esq. offered his hand, knowing him, as I do now, in hindsight, his proper gesture of good manners. My desperate brain, took his proper manners, offered hand, and translated it quickly. Standing,…. Well, more like staggering, weak kneed, painful pins and needles, going to work, bringing life to my numb feet. I, stood, for the first time in my life. My own two feet. Shaking his hand, I held my breath,,….. And I jumped.Thank you Steve.