Gregory Marshall

A Northwest native, Greg Marshall studied Economics and Mathematics at the University of Puget Sound. He graduated with a Bachelor's of Arts in 1985. Three years later, he graduated from the University of Puget Sound School of Law (now Seattle University School of Law), where he participated in the Law Review as a Research and Technical editor and published author.

He clerked for a judge at Division II of the Washington State Court of Appeals before embarking on his legal career. He has been practicing law in the Puget Sound Region for more than 20 years.

Greg has a strong sense of morals and ethics and believes in encouraging accountability and responsibility on individuals as well as powerful corporations.

His goal is to provide high quality legal services with personal attention to each case, and to resolve claims in a fair and timely manner.

Although Greg's practice has always emphasized personal injury claims, he has handled a broad range of matters over the past 30 years. His knowledge and experience is extensive, covering such areas as car and motorcycle accidents, defective products, snow and ice accumulations, dog bites, marriage dissolutions, custody disputes, child support issues, probate disputes, and landlord-tenant matters.

However, his work is most rewarding when he recovers damages for clients who have been physically, emotionally, and economically injured by others.

When he's not fighting for his clients' rights, Greg enjoys fishing, hiking, traveling, scuba diving, and spending time with his wife Michelle and their family.

Greg's Story

I live in the country and enjoy driving through our beautiful wooded back roads. I was returning from an errand one afternoon, just a few miles from home, when a full-size pickup literally came out of nowhere on a blind corner and headed straight for me in my lane. I barely had time to think “something's not right...” before being hit.

To this day, I have no memory of the collision. The first moment I recall was when I awoke from a deep sleep, surrounded by trees in a ravine, with my airbag deployed. I had a mouthful of shattered glass that I spat out piece by piece. My chest hurt and I was bleeding from my left temple. I couldn’t move.

When the first responders arrived, I couldn’t tell them what day it was or what month it was for that matter. I was extracted from the vehicle with the "Jaws of Life" and taken by ambulance to the local emergency department.

To my dismay, the driver of the truck tried to convince the responding deputy sheriff that I drifted into his lane! I was fortunate that the woman who was following me saw the collision and debunked his story. I have seen this kind of dishonest deflection and avoidance of responsibility many times in my practice, but I was humbled to have it attempted on me.

I was driving the Volvo™ in the photo and can attest that it absolutely sacrificed its life for mine. Fortunately, my injuries were not life threatening or permanent, save a scar across my temple. I gradually recovered with treatment and received a fair settlement.