Michael T. Gibson

Two decades fighting insurance companies for injured Floridians, built on one conviction: no family should be outmaneuvered by a corporation with more resources and less conscience. On December 14, 2000, my mother was hit head-on by an elderly driver. She survived, but the crash left her with permanent RSD and nerve damage. Two painful procedures, countless injections, and years of physical therapy later, she is still living with it. A personal injury attorney represented her, and he did far more than work a file. He listened. He fought for her with real passion, and when it seemed no one else would, he took a hotly contested uninsured-motorist case to the courthouse steps and won my mother and our family the justice they deserved. He showed me that a lawyer can bring hope where there is none. My mother’s accident changed everything for us. My grandmother, who lived with us my whole life and helped raise me, had to move into a nursing home. In late 2001, she fell in the bathroom there. Over the next eight weeks she suffered several strokes, severe bedsores, and a rapid decline. I watched her wither away. She weighed 70 pounds when she died. And I watched other patients in that home be ignored and left behind. After that, I knew exactly what I wanted to do with my life. I wanted to fight for good, honest people who had fallen on hard times through no fault of their own, people ignored by the very companies that signed a contract to protect them. I put myself through college and law school, and I have spent my entire career representing injured people against car insurance companies, hospitals, and nursing homes.