by Gabrielle Tremblay
I was raised in a family of candy-makers and farmers, in a town with a population that could fit in US Bank Stadium over 30 times. Yet I’m now in “the cities” (as northern Wisconsin folk like to call it) with my husband, a lawyer, who has the earning potential to support a large family. And I’m now a soon-to-be law school graduate who has agreed to work at a firm with an 1850 billable hour expectation. What am I doing here?
As a first-year law student, I didn’t know the answer to this question, but my undergraduate education at Creighton University helped me to answer it. It was there that I took a class with two Jesuit priests who walked students through St. Ignatius’s Spiritual Exercises. An essential premise of the Exercises is that God speaks to us in many ways. Importantly, God’s voice is in the people around us and in our deepest desires and passions.
At no time have I heard God’s voice more than these last three years at the University of St. Thomas School of Law. It began when I was a first-year student in Civil Procedure. I couldn’t get enough of personal jurisdiction. It never occurred to me that I could’ve been making fudge at my family’s store or tending a homestead in Wisconsin. For me, none of it would pale in comparison to reading International Shoe or showing up to my midterms with the same rush I used to feel on the eighteenth hole of a big golf tournament. God assured me: I was right where I needed to be.
My love for not only personal jurisdiction, but many other nerdy subjects (proximate cause, the “what is chicken?” case, and, of course, subject matter jurisdiction), made me second-guess my initial plan to practice in family law. Not long into my 1L year, Dean Sisk, my civil procedure professor and co-director of the Murphy Institute, asked me, “Would it be difficult for you, as a Catholic, to represent people getting divorces?” Surprisingly, this question had never crossed my mind. I had seen many excellent family law practitioners who could professionally and brilliantly step into the messiest of human circumstances. I wanted to be that, until I worked in family court the summer after my 1L year. I saw attorneys taking on their client’s burdens to the point of incivility, litigants cracking jokes about their former spouse’s affair, and marriages ending in a matter of a 2-minute zoom hearing. Having been just weeks away from my own wedding, I was living out the tension exposed in Dean Sisk’s question. It was through this tension between my values and the family court room, combined with my desire to learn more about different areas of the law, that God told me I needed to keep my options open.
So, I found myself accepting a position for my 2L summer at a firm with large-corporation clients and an 1850 billable hour requirement. It wasn’t about the money. (In fact, my husband had already accepted a job at an even larger firm.) I saw it as God giving me the power and permission to do what I was passionate about—to explore my various practice interests at a general practice firm and work with people who share my passion for learning. People wonder if I will quit when I have children. As my husband, JJ, often tells me, that would be quite a loss. It wasn’t until my 2L and 3L year that I found the value in myself that JJ has always seen in me.
This began my 2L year while externing for Chief Judge Patrick J. Schiltz. Working with Chief Judge Schiltz, I saw the real-world impact of a Catholic lawyer with a well-formed conscience. He taught me that Catholic lawyers are needed in every area of the law and not just the ultra-personal areas like criminal or family law. In a Catholic Studies class that next semester, I also had the privilege of reading Professor Elizabeth Schiltz’s exploration on motherhood and work from a Catholic perspective. Professor Schiltz not only describes the value of Catholic women in the public sphere, but also, as I have seen being her student in Moral Reasoning for Lawyers, lives it. I started to see my worth as a Catholic woman entering a law firm. I now find nothing more important than setting an example for my future children that they are allowed to bravely chase the desires that God has placed in their hearts.
My 3L year, I was blessed to be a part of Dean Sisk’s Appellate Clinic, where we represented an incarcerated client in his appeal to the United States Court of Appeals for the Ninth Circuit, Dean Sisk showed us his outstanding skill and expertise in appellate work while treating my fellow student representative and me as intellectual equals. And he kept an open heart and ear towards our client. He taught me the value of a Catholic lawyer in the context of a real lawyer-client relationship and gave me the confidence to believe I could make that same impact.
Most importantly, throughout my time at St. Thomas, there was my Murphy Scholar cohort. In true Murphy Institute fashion, my cohort has shown me how to bravely defend a position while maintaining respect and empathy. I’m about to enter workplaces where the witness of Catholic lawyers—like Chief Judge Schiltz, Professor Schiltz, Dean Sisk, and the lawyers my fellow Murphy Scholars will be—is essential. In these spaces, my cohort’s example will play in my mind on the days I need to stand up for my own beliefs and principles.
In short, I am here because of my nerdy passion for civil procedure, a simple but thoughtful question, and the witness of Catholic lawyers at St. Thomas. At St. Thomas, God has made clear not only why I am here, but also that I belong here.
Gabrielle Tremblay is a Murphy Scholar and 3L at the University of St. Thomas School of Law.
“Student Perspective” is a recurring blog series which highlights the various activities of the Murphy Scholar graduate students during their fellowship.
