title: Conversations: Jury Selection
author: David L. Crump
description: Brilliant, really! David Crump has the jurors tell us what works for them while most books on Trial Practice have the lawyer telling the reader authoritatively how it &#34;should&#34; be done. Real, regular people teaching us what they want to know and how they want the Trial Lawyer to speak with them leads us straight to the vein of gold. --Kent Spence - The Spence Law Firm<br /><br />Trial Lawyer David L. Crump's newest book Conversations gives useful examples of ways to start (and perhaps some ways not to start) communications to unlock the hearts of American jurors who decide civil damages trials. Conversations begins with the source - the initial beliefs, attitudes and experiences that jurors bring to trials that influence how justice ultimately will be delivered in their verdict. --John Budlong - The Budlong Law Firm<br /><br />Outstanding! This is the only book of its kind on jury selection, providing an indispensable insight about genuine conversations with jurors like no other. I will use this book for the remainder of my trial practice, and I will recommend it to anyone who will be trying a case to a jury. It's a must have in the trial lawyer's arsenal. --Francisco A. Duarte - Trial Lawyer
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  THE JURY PEOPLE
  
  
  
  
  
  John Wainwright
  
  
  ## THE TWELVE
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  Anderton: Walter Emmanuel  
  
  
  Birkett: James  
  
  
  Black: Charles  
  
  
  Cropper: John Henry  
  
  
  Cusworth: Joseph William  
  
  
  Dangerfield: Stephen  
  
  
  Greenwood: Walter  
  
  
  Masterson: Colin  
  
  
  Plumm: Lydia  
  
  
  Renshaw: Elizabeth  
  
  
  Ridding: Alfred Henry  
  
  
  Ringwood: Walter Edward
  
  
  
  
  
  ## ONE
  
  
  
  
  
  The corridors of the court house were jammed and jostling. Men and women,
  neatly dressed; standing, gawping, wandering aimlessly from corner to
  corner—from pillar to pillar—as if unable to stand quietly in one place for
  more than a few moments. Occasionally catching the eye of a stranger and
  exchanging a half-smile; an exchanged we’re-all-in-the-same-boat grimace, in
  the hope that the tightened stomach muscles might relax a little. Some formed
  tiny groups, and talked together in low voices. A lot of them were smoking
  cigarettes; jerkily—nervously—and, when the cigarette was finished, looking
  around to find somewhere in which t