I grew up in Reno, Nevada, where baseball diamonds and the mountains of Lake Tahoe were my playground. From Little League to college, baseball was my world – long practices under the Nevada sun, driving hours to the next tournament, and the bond with teammates who pushed each other and shared every win and loss. In the winters, you would find me at the ski slopes of Mt. Rose, enjoying the sense of freedom you can only find in the mountains. Sports taught me early about hard work, determination, and what it means to be part of a team.
At age 19, my competitive sports aspirations came to a halt. An accident at a trampoline park left me with a fractured neck. I spent months in a halo brace, worried about possible surgery and potential complications.
I hired a lawyer who fought for me when many others turned me away. He discovered that the foam-cube pit where I landed was not designed deep enough. My lawyer’s compassionate but determined advocacy inspired me to become an attorney.
I know the frustration of medical bills piling up, the fear of not being able to work, and the quiet anger when an insurance company treats you like a claim number instead of a person.
What fulfills me as a lawyer is sitting with a client who’s scared, listening to their story, and saying, “I’ve got you. We’ll get through this together.” Then doing everything possible to make things right for them.
Outside the office:
When not practicing law, I spend most of my time outdoors either fishing, skiing, or rock climbing. I also love taking road trips and often travel back to Nevada to see my two little sisters, who live on a ranch and are competing in horseback riding and skiing.