Jury Duty!

 

I got the letter in the mail. It was that letter that we all dread with an, “oh no!” Yes, it was the letter for jury duty. I discussed this with several of my friends, I mean everyone knew I got that letter. The response was interesting from everyone. “Oh, you won’t have to go, they always solve it before they need the jury!” Or comments like, “Well, you know lots of folks in this community so you won’t have to serve because you will know all the parties.”

Why is it we feel like this? Why did I dread this jury summons? Maybe because this is my really busy time with school and shows and the theatre, yet it is my responsibility to serve. I know that. The day before I called the bailiff’s number to see if the automated recording had changed and I wouldn’t need to go. I called three times! Every time was the same with a note to be there at 8:30 the next morning. Okay, I thought, just one hurdle. I was at the new courthouse by 8:30 the next morning. This was my first visit to the new courthouse. I knew it was beautiful, but seeing for myself was quite wonderful. No wonder our judges and lawyers and all of the folks involved love it!

I was sent up to the third floor where Circuit Court was located. I went on in and took my place along with lots of folks. I knew the jury consisted of twelve and an alternate. (I saw that on NCIS!) I was sure I wouldn’t be selected with all the other folks. As I looked around at the folks involved, I realized I didn’t know anyone. Hmm…that was a bad sign. Groups were chosen and asked questions one group at a time before the jury selection. I must admit it was thrilling to be sitting in the jury box and asked questions. All the while I kept thinking I couldn’t wait to talk to Jonah about this as he is studying Criminal Justice at Indiana Tech. After all the possible jurors were questioned, they announced the jury. Sure enough, my name was called. We were immediately taken back to the jury room. The room was bright with sunlight and a view of the whole town out the window. It was also equipped with snacks and beverages. The one thing that was not available was our phones and laptops. I left mine at home knowing they are not allowed in the courthouse. Therefore, I couldn’t really tell anyone I would be there all day. I have to admit that I was feeling quite proud to have been chosen at this point. The trial should only last two days, and I can do my civic duty for two days.

Just as we were getting to know one another, we were summoned into the court room as the trial was ready to begin. I didn’t know that everyone stood when the jury arrived, even the judge! Every time we went in or out, everyone stood. We had a pad of paper for notes and questions, although I listened and watched intently. I didn’t want to miss any detail of the testimonies, the 911 calls, the evidence. All day we sat and listened. At 4:15 the judge asked if I had enough time to get to my rehearsal. It was quite a sweet moment. “Yes, thank you!” And just like that he dismissed us, although we had to be back by 8:15 in the morning.

One more day of listening and learning. Without saying any names, it was absolutely fascinating. By the time we got back to the jury room to deliberate, the door was shut, and we were on our own. We drank Cokes, shared our thoughts, took our votes and did it all over again until we were able to choose a unanimous verdict. We called for the bailiff, and were ushered back in as the bailiff gave our decision to the judge.

All the time we were there, I kept thinking of the jury in the Delphi case. At least one month sequestered…day and night. Truly I was glad I was not on that case. However, even with all my grumblings, I loved it. I loved the process. I felt so much a part of our democracy.  When you get that letter, just be proud and do your civic duty. I did, and I will never forget it.