Announcement of Candidacy

Because of you, I can happily to announce that I was successful in the primary and will continue in the race to be your newest (though not your youngest) Wake County District Court Judge. Without your assistance and energy, I would not have been able to reach the sixty-seven thousand plus voters who trusted me with their votes. I am a Board-certified Family Law Specialist, a DRC-Certified Family Financial Mediator, a Spanish-speaker, and more importantly a member of your community. I look forward to serving you from the District Court bench, so remember to: VOTE NOVEMBER 4th.

Dedicated to Justice

  • Experienced and knowledgeable
  • Board-certified Family Law Specialist
  • DRC-certified Family Financial Mediator
  • 1996 Wake Forest Law graduate
  • Spanish-speaker
  • Frequent CLE speaker and planner
  • Courteous and professional

Friday, May 30, 2008

In Memorium

In commemorating fallen members of our armed forces on Monday, my thoughts turned to the veterans in my family, those who live and those who have perished. In particular, I turned to the writings of my great-uncle. Uncle Jim, a medic with the 977th F.A. Army Brigade during WWII, earned conscientious objector status before volunteering to serve. He enlisted in the medical corps and carried the tools of healing to the front lines of war, rather than (and to the exclusion of) a gun, providing relief where he could and serving witness. In 2006, his account of the liberation of Dachau and 12 of his poems were made part of the permanent collection at the U.S. Holocaust Memorial Museum. Today, on the original, May 30th, date of Memorial Day, I wanted to post one of his works.
In Memory of Memory (Charles Edwards: Overlooking the Valencia-Madrid Road, 2/17/37) To be first, we say, is “what it’s all about”;
that assumes that, when one’s reached a peak,
he can savor where he is by looking down
or back or smug at those whom he’s outdone;
but what of one whose peak’s an instant grave,
whose firstness is his everlastingness?
what savor lingers? on what gourmet tongue?
it is a brackish water (taste of dead dreams)
unless the living lavish on the lost
the utmost honor: keeping him in mind.
James Worley