I am the youngest son of the late Marilyn Soucy and the late Donald McCarthy.

My mom grew up on a small family dairy farm in Scipio Center, New York, which is in Cayuga County near the Finger Lakes. Scipio had one flashing traffic light and one combined general store and gas station. Her dad ‑ my grandfather ‑ was a dairy farmer. He was born in a second floor bedroom of the family farm house and 76 years later he suffered a fatal heart attack while relaxing on the first floor of that home. His wake was in the parlor of the home where he was born and lived his entire life. Although there were more cows than people in that little farm community, the line at my grandfather’s wake wound through the farm house, around the porch, down the driveway and continued for a couple hundred yards or more down that country road. I think nearly everyone in the county came to pay their respects. Her mom ‑ my grandmother ‑ taught school for 43 years. The annual class pictures show my grandmother standing in front of a one room school house with students of all sizes; some not much taller than her knee while others towered over her. My grandparents didn’t have any prefixes or suffixes associated with their names. No one knew them as Hon. or Esq. or M.D., Ph.D. or Ed.D. But they cared about people, and people knew it.

My grandparents instilled that value in my mom. Straight out of high school, my mom went to work, and raised three children while continuously working full time. My mom worked hard and sacrificed so that my brothers and I would have what we needed, even if it meant that she would go without. She made sure that we had opportunities that she never had. As a result of her commitment, sacrifice and dedication, my brothers and I were afforded the opportunity to attend college and I was able to go to law school.

I continuously strive to uphold the values instilled in me by my grandparents and my mother. Honesty, integrity, hard work, compassion and equal treatment of all regardless of race, gender, orientation or standing in the community.

Unfortunately, my mom passed away suddenly this past August after suffering a brain aneurysm. While her death has left a huge hole in my heart, I know that I was blessed and extremely fortunate to have had such a strong, loving and amazing woman committed to guiding me to become the best person I can be. But not everyone in our community has such an influential person in his or her life who is so singularly committed to the development and well-being of another. And this is why the election of a Supreme Court Justice is so important.

President Theodore Roosevelt once said, “Ours is a government of liberty, by, through and under the law. No man is above it, and no man is below it.”

It is faithfulness, commitment and respect for the rule law that allows us to live in a society in which everyone’s rights are respected; where each one of us is guaranteed liberty and equality of opportunity. As a judge, I am both humbled and honored to uphold the principles of law and fairness that embody the framework of our Constitution and I humbly ask for your continued faith in me in November.