I was born and raised in a small community in Bulloch County, Georgia, in a Christian home, where right was right, and wrong was wrong.
There was no “gray” area. Mama was a bank teller. Daddy and his brother founded and operated one of the first quail hunting preserves in Georgia. They worked hard every day. We were not rich, but my sister and I never went hungry. We had what we needed.
Growing up on a quail hunting preserve in south Georgia, I was exposed to people from polar extremes of the socio-economic scale. From day laborers to the wealthy members of his exclusive hunting club, I watched my daddy treat every person with respect and dignity. In return, they treated him the same. It wasn’t just the way he talked to people. If someone truly needed help, he would help them. It didn’t matter the person’s name, race, national origin, ethnicity, or other immutable trait, because those things don’t matter.
What matters, and the lesson I learned, is that we all share a common bond, and we can either treat each other with respect and have a pleasant, peaceful existence, or we can treat each other like something less than human and have a miserable time. God gave each of us the power to choose how we treat each other. I try hard every day to choose respect and dignity.
Through hard work, determination, and scholarships based on my grades, I completed law school and began the satisfying work I was meant to do. After a few years of practice, the law firm where I was working closed and I called upon God for strength. He did not let me down.
In January 1998, I opened the Marsh Law Firm in Statesboro. Since then, I have stayed true to God and his calling to use the law to help others. This has made all the difference in my life and career.