last post on the judicial system

My fellow jurors reached a verdict yesterday, and I feel compelled to write one more post about jury duty. I would not have traded this experience. It was not only educational, it actually has renewed my faith in people.

That might surprise you, if you consider that I spent 4 weeks listening to details of fraud and egos run amuck. But, as the judge told us during jury selection, the system really does work. It does. And that gives me comfort.
And the regular folks who were chosen for the jury were really good people- all 15 of us. Yeah, I got bugged by being shut up in a room with them all day every day. But here's what struck me: the difference in my colleagues between jury instruction Tuesday afternoon and announcing the verdict yesterday.
I stood with one of the alternates and the jury deputy as the jurors filed in to a packed courtroom. Those 11 hours of deliberating had really taken a toll- each one looked as if he/she were ready to cry or vomit.
The alternate and I were able to go into the jury room after the verdicts had been read on each of the 26 counts, the jury had been polled, and then dismissed. My neighbors in the jury box throughout the trial each hugged me. One of them started to cry. She was one of two women who were put up in a hotel during the week because their commutes were so far. The other out-of-towner started crying too. "Gretchen, would your verdict have been the same? Would it?"
I assured them that it would have been. I hope the defendants in this trial realize how seriously these jurors took their responsibility.
We exchanged e-mail addresses and good wishes- I will very likely never talk to any of these folks again, but I feel glad to have met them. From juror #1 who collects guns to juror #15 who's a vegan to juror #3 who drove in every morning from her hometown with only one traffic light, they were all good citizens.