5 /5 JESSICA MACIAS: Not sure how to even begin… never in a million years would I think my son and I would be going through something so traumatic and unreal as this—but we are. And here it goes.
I truly don’t have enough words to express what Attorney Paul Fromson did for me and my son during one of the most traumatic and crucial moments of our lives. Immediately after my son was arrested on a felony Ramey warrant—in the middle of his expulsion hearing, inside a school building—I drove straight to Paul’s office. I was sitting in front of him within 15 minutes, and without hesitation, he was already making phone calls.
From the moment I shared my side of the story and showed him the evidence, I saw the fire in him—the belief that what happened to my son was an injustice. He didn’t just listen, he felt it. Paul is incredibly firm, brutally honest, and direct—but it’s because he cares. His honesty may be intimidating for some, but to me, it meant everything. He told me the truth, held me accountable when needed, and was clearly determined to fight for what was right.
What meant the most to me was the constant communication. He must have called me 15 to 20 times that first day, checking in, updating me, letting me know he was on it. Every time he said he’d call back, he did. His follow-through gave me peace during complete chaos. Even his paralegal, Alondra, called to check on me—something I’ll never forget. I love Alondra—she knows her sh*t and she’s amazing at what she does.
Paul told me early on that he planned to go meet my son at Juvenile Hall—he wanted to look him in the eye, talk to him, and get to know him. That meant everything to me. He didn’t just see this as a case—he saw my son. And though he was thankfully released the very next day thanks to Paul’s efforts, Paul still asked about him and told us, “Enjoy your son. Enjoy your family. Get some rest. I’m here if you need anything—just call us and see him soon.” That personal moment stuck with me. He saw my pain. And in the middle of all of it, Paul told me things that reassured me as a mother. He reminded me I was a good mom. That meant more to me than I could ever explain.
Paul didn’t judge my son. I acknowledged he wasn’t perfect, but he understood his struggles. He made it clear that those struggles were never an excuse for how he was treated. And when Paul did meet with him, he was firm—but real. My son appreciated it. He told me later that Paul was good. He actually liked him. Imagine that—after everything he’s been through, those honest, tough-love conversations from Paul didn’t push him away. They helped him. He told me, “I’ll forever be grateful for what he did for me, and what he’s still doing.”
Paul Fromson is known and respected by so many. He’s looked up to in the legal world, and many call him a shark—because he is one. And in my belief, he showed it.
Thank you, Paul. You gave me hope when I felt helpless. You gave my son a voice when his was being silenced. You gave us light in a moment full of darkness. And for that, I will forever be grateful.
