People sometimes ask: Why do you look up to your uncle?

This week, I interned for my uncle who represented a father charged with a serious, but non violent crime. If no deferred adjudication probation was ordered, the minimum sentence was 15 years.

He admitted guilt, and they had a long hearing on sentencing. The prosecutor (understandably) asked for a 20 year prison sentence. My uncle put on witnesses (including his client's employer) told the court about his family, and his client testified — making no excuses and asked for a chance to continue supporting his family. This was a guy who grew up and lived on the East side of Austin — not wealthy by any means. His wife works two jobs. He is a truck driver.

The judge struggled over the ruling, but agreed to give him that chance under a deferred adjudication sentence. 4 kids still have a Dad working to supporting them and not in prison. Did he deserve prison? Perhaps. But I was glad to experience my uncle’s small play of role in what he hope was the right result.

This is one of many reasons why I look up to my uncle. Be safe everyone.

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