When I got home from a seminar (and a cold one on the deck at Onion Creek in the Heights), there was a letter waiting for me. It was a letter from Harris County District Clerk Loren Jackson. Could it be? Yes, it was. A jury summons. I was so excited.
In the past I dreaded that little card in the mail. It was a pain to have to go to a courthouse and sit around for hours hoping I wouldn't get picked.
Now it's all changed. I'm hoping I do get picked to serve on a jury on September 2, 2009. I can't think of a more educational tool than sitting in the jury room seeing what really goes on back there. I look forward to voir dire. Will the lawyers let the jurors talk? Will they ask open-ended questions? Will they ask questions designed to invite discussion?
3 comments:
Would it be OK if I just forwarded my next "Loren" summons to you?
I always enjoy the chance to see "the other side." But I've never made it out of the central jury room. However I (and you) wouldnt sing the same tune if you get in there and it is a probate/pi/family case.. . . .
Probate? Blleeeccchh! I just hope it's not a contract dispute.
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