Editor’s Note: Yesterday, I called to check on my former legislative assistant, Marvin. He is currently attending the Nashville School of Law and working for the Tennessee Administrative Office of the Courts (AOC). Felicia and I are very proud of him and consider him part of our family.
I often ask him, “Have you gone to Memphis to visit your family?” He’ll respond, “No, I’m just way too busy with work and law school. You’ve always told me I have to work hard to make it all happen, and in another year I’ll be graduating.” I replied, “You need to find that balance. I’m not trying to get into your business, but you may want to slow down every now and then and take time for yourself and your family.”
After our conversation, I thought of the poem “The Seven Ages of Man,” a true reflection of life. I was once his age and stayed busy myself, but I always made time to visit my mother and stepfather, Dr. William “Bill” Chance. My father and I had a falling out when I was Marvin’s age. Thankfully, the good Lord healed that relationship—sadly, only on his deathbed at StoneCrest Hospital.
The Nashville School of Law did a feature story of Marvin in their newsletter.
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