A Pen, a Promise, and a Life Changed

Twenty-five years ago, I defended a single mom caught stealing a blue pen. She’d promised it for her son’s birthday but couldn’t afford it. I convinced the judge to let her go, seeing her desperation. Years later, I built my own law firm. Recently, I was set to interview a new employee. He walked in—a man now, with a quiet confidence. As he sat, I noticed a faded blue pen in his pocket. His name? The same as her son’s. He smiled,

thanking me for saving his mom, who raised him with that act of mercy in mind. That moment reminded me: small kindnesses can shape lives.