I managed to retrieve writing from a 5 year period that covered my last year of law school in Indiana to the end of my first year in Boston where I was earning my PhD. Most importantly, that period covered the time I served in Philadelphia as an Assistant DA or prosecutor – one of the most formative and proudest periods of my life. I will post some of them. They are from a younger version of me but may have some value. I ask forgiveness for any immaturity or unripe thoughts.

This one is from my DA years.

I was asked recently what my career path looks like.  This is my answer. 

Today, I am a Philadelphia Assistant District Attorney. Tomorrow, if I am still breathing, I will be a Philadelphia Assistant District Attorney, In all likelihood, next week and next year, I will be a Philadelphia Assistant District Attorney. 

With my brother and sister prosecutors: I am the voice of the victim and the powerless. I am the voice of the City and the Commonwealth. I pick up the broken pieces of society. I fight winnable battles in an unwinnable war. I am the Dutch boy plugging a leaky dyke. I am an imperfect man seeking perfect justice in a flawed system, but I know this is a dream – while I retain some idealism, I also am realistic. So while tomorrow may be another story, today I am a Philadelphia Assistant District Attorney.  

And I know He smiles on me. 

Quo vadis, Domine?