To practice or not to practice?
With a loved one, it’s all relative.
By Denise Perreault
Attorney Ronald J.
Resmini has three sons,
and each was ushered into the world
with a ritual that perhaps only another
lawyer could fully appreciate.
Thirty-two years ago, the proud
dad, who heads his own law firm in
Providence, had the name of each son –
R. Jason, Adam J. and Andrew O.
Resmini – painted on the doors of three
separate offices shortly after each baby
was born, establishing actual offices for
what were then bawling infants.
Within six months of their births,
their names were on the doors,” the
elder Resmini says. “They’re still there.”
Was it an expression of supreme
optimism? Or utter foolishness? “It was
kind of wishful thinking,” Resmini
admits. But it worked. Resmini urged his
three sons to earn law degrees because he
knew how useful such a degree can be,
whether one actually practices the law or
not. Today the three sons work with their
father in a firm where four out of the five
practicing attorneys are Resminis.
I love having the kids around,”
Resmini says today. “No matter how
much we get on each other’s nerves,
there’s nothing like it.”
Working together with family
members in the law – whether as
practicing attorneys, law school
instructors and/or administrators –
presents exceptional challenges, putting
happiness both at home and at work
in jeopardy. It is a course of action that
some say is fraught with peril – and
others say is nothing short of ideal.
Attorneys Adam ’09, Andrew and Jason ’09, pictured with their father, Ronald Resmini.