You honestly can never judge a book by it’s cover, as I had recently proven to me. Let me get started by saying that my next door neighbor is a sweet little outdated lady named Linda. She has always been incredibly kind to me, my partner, and my adolescents, and in return I love to work on her lawn for her, and dig out her driveway come the depths of the frosty season… While I was out a certain afternoon I got clipped by a truck and the parent trucking supplier threatened me with a lawsuit the next afternoon. I honestly had no clue of what to do, despite the fact that I mentioned it to Linda who stated she owned a personal injury law firm. She herself was not a personal injury attorney but her deceased husband had built the practice from the ground up. After 40 years he passed on and left his partner her part of the personal injury law firm, which she attempted to keep running in the way she thought he would have liked. By the end of the afternoon I had a lawyer in my household taking my statement, and this lady was a vehicle and commercial truck accident lawyer. That was all she did! It turns out that she was pretty well known in her speciality, because most of the other truck accident lawyers did not want to face her inside the courtroom. I was so upset about what me and my family were going to do, but thanks to my kindly neighbor and her not-so-kindly personal injury law firm we will be just fine.