In Oklahoma, I’m known as the Heavy Hitter. People see my commercials, and they know what my work is all about. What they may not realize, though, is that I don’t come from a family of big-time lawyers. In fact, I don’t come from a family of lawyers at all.
I was raised by two extremely hardworking blue collar parents — parents who taught their children to appreciate the value of hard work, and who led by example. My father managed a gas station throughout most of my younger years, and when I was old enough, I helped both him and one of my brothers in their work. As for my mother, she chose not to retire until she was 75. Yes, 75.
Fortunately, my family’s ambitious nature was not lost on me. I knew from a very young age that I wanted to help people, and I was more than willing to put in the work to make that happen. When the time came to choose a course after high school, though, I was torn. I could either pursue my interest in further education — a first for my family — or see what I could do in the U.S. Army. In the end, I wound up following both paths — first by serving three years in the Army, and later by getting my law degree.
Being an attorney isn’t about taking the open-and-shut cases. It’s about standing up for people who have been wronged.