But my job was becoming very repetitive. Now it seemed with every new case, one of the first questions I was beginning to ask was how much could I charge. Could I get more for this case than the last one? Sure, I was making plenty of money and probably could have just put things on cruise control and continued for another ten or twenty years, but that didn’t appeal to me. I wasn’t feeling satisfied. My wife Carolyn was busy with the Meadows, the school she had founded. It was the first pre-K-through-12 non-profit, non-denominational college preparatory school in Nevada. Our kids were educated and making it on their own. And here I was, going to work every day and doing the things I always did. I realized I didn’t like this person I was becoming. I didn’t like who I saw in the mirror. This wasn’t the reason I became a lawyer. This wasn’t what the law was about. Most important, it wasn’t who I wanted to be. It’s a funny thing when you say it out loud, but I always liked myself.
