Why would a woman in her early thirties with no hiking or camping experience set off to
travel 1,100 miles over three months on the rugged
Pacific Crest Trail?
And why would an
and even find himself envious?
I read Cheryl
ful book Wild and
also enjoyed the
movie. She set out
on this improbable
journey to find her
true self after the
early death of her
mother had set her
reeling. She didn’t
know what the
next step in her life
should be, but she
knew she had to
find out soon or it would be too
late. By tackling the trail alone,
she would find out who she really
was and what she should be doing.
In my legal career, I loved being part of the team as a
Public Defender and at the Attorney General’s Office. I’ve
had fun in some political campaigns and always in sports.
Working for a common purpose, plotting and planning
together, and sharing the many ups and downs is a great
experience. It is hard to replicate this spirit on your own.
It’s why soldiers re-enlist and go back to face danger with
their band of brothers.
For the last 15 years, I have chosen the freedom of a
solo practice. In litigation, I work with different lawyers on
each case. In government relations, you work with others
to solve problems for your client. But day to day, I am on
I also write scripts and plays and songs. I love the soli-
tude of writing, but it is difficult to be alone on the busi-
ness side. I don’t have a team or a posse yet, so again every-
thing falls to me. I have been OK with that for a long time.
But now I wonder. Could I do more in the practice of
THE LAST WORD by Grant Woods
Grant Woods is a trial lawyer in
Phoenix emphasizing complex litigation,
plaintiff’s personal injury, and
government relations. He was Arizona
Attorney General from 1991 to 1999.
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law or writing or in life if I made different
choices? Am I doing what I should be
doing with the many blessings I’ve
received? I have made bold choices several
times in the past; is it time for one more?
The practice of law and the raising of a
family are not the most conducive to real
contemplation. Ours can be a very noisy
world. And then there is Time, the relentless conqueror. Weeks turn into months
and years and pretty soon choices are
made for you or taken away.
Cheryl Strayed knew very little about
the Pacific Crest Trail or the challenges
she would face. But she knew she had
to do something different—something
bold—if she was to find her destiny. Her
journey wasn’t logical, and any lawyer who
properly analyzed the situation would have
advised against it.
But not this one. I might have gone
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Could I do
more in the
law or writing
or in life if I