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ALS patient James Martin shares his journey.

The Son Also Rises

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James Martin
August 14, 2012

Honest pay for an honest day's work, but I do not work any more.  Well I do, but not like I used to.  I used to work twelve hour days. I was paid well.  Now I simply putz;  some say I am a putz.  I only work a few hours a week, trying to finish some cases.   My hourly rate was high, but so was my overhead.  Now I have no rate, my overhead is lower.

I was twenty five before I made more than my father. He had a master' s degree in education.  I had a law degree and began working a generation later.  I have three sons who work.  Two in college, one in high school.  None have their degrees, yet.  All three make more than I do.  Not combined.  Individually.   My third son surpassed me at the ripe old age of sixteen. 

Two of my sons work at restaurants.  They make $2.80 an hour before tips.  Without tips, they still make more than their father.  

What profit can we show for all our toil, toiling under the sun? A generation goes, a generation comes, yet the earth stands firm for ever. The sun rises, the sun sets; then to its place it speeds and there it rises. Ecclesiastes 1:3-5.

Again it comes back to time.   Their time in the sun is rising.  Mine has set.  Their profits will be bountiful.  Mine were.  But I have been surpassed.  A long time from now they will be surpassed.  That is the natural order.  A generation goes, a generation comes.  

James Martin is a former attorney and graduate of Gonzaga University and Marquette Law School. He lives in Spring Prairie near Burlington. He has been diagnosed with Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis, or ALS. He is married with 6 kids. James is a community blogger and is not a part of The Gazette staff. His opinion is not necessarily that of the Gazette staff or management.

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